S.J. Tucker - The Wendy Trilogy II: Red-handed Jill lyrics

Soon, Jill had got her days in hand
And dried up all her tears
Staring down the pirates' jibes with
A quick and haughty sneer
She often tricks the sailors
Into finishing her chores
And trades a home-cooked meal to
Them for lessons, tricks, and swords
Still, nights, she sit's up all alone to
Greet the stars and think
And one soft eve in Neverland
She spies a star upon the strand
Dancing straight into her hand, and laughs
For here is Tink!

Now Tinkerbell had ne'er approved of
Wendy in her way but faeries love to gossip
And Tink was mad at Pan that day
Tink listened close to Wendy
Who unloaded all her tale
And learning the whole story grew
By turns giddy and pale
She vowed to go to Peter and
The boys in dirty throng
To tell them Wendy's one true plan
And how they'd done her wrong
And so the pixie left the ship
Lest anyone should see
Wendy waves her hand and smiles
A smile of victory
Oh, I will sing ye pirate songs
And tell ye pirate stories
Of Wendy when she'd had her fill of
Pan and the other Lost Boys!

One balmy night as Jill sat still
A'watching the stars go by
As we knew she would
She catches old Hook in a lie!
Hidden by the thickest mast
Jill hears old Hook and Smee
Full plotting Wendy's dark demise
With blackest pirate glee

Says Hook, "we'll madden Peter Pan and get
Back our wicked lives
I've a match for Wendy known
For murdering his wives!"
Red handed Jill began to shake and
Froze where she did stand
She knew the tale of Bluebeard
Would he come to Neverland?

Hook and Smee schemed on and
On as Midnight drifted in
And Jill did quake with fear
To learn the Captain's next-of-kin
Was Bluebeard
Who they'd send her off to marry straightaway
For now she was Hook's daughter
Destined not to have her say

Hid fast, she overheard them
And her pirate heart grew pale
But ah, our girl is clever
And Bluebeard's another tale
Recalling their agreement
Wendy steals Hook's chance to gloat
It's up she comes, her cutlass drawn
And holds it at his throat!

"My duty's nullified, old man
Though you would be my father
Our terms did clearly state ne'er one
May plot against the other!
To retire or to walk the plank
The choice remains your own
For your ship is mine, dear captain
And we'll see you off at dawn!"

Captain Hook did not take kindly
To young Wendy's calling out
He knocked her down and held his
Hook beneath her pretty pout
Wendy's eyes were steady as she
Cursed that mean old man
Using foulest curses as only a sailor can
And so Hook missed the entrance
Of the rascal Peter Pan!

Now, Wendy's picked up
Fighting rather quickly, it is true
But, if you have two brothers
Then, you're brilliant at it, too
Still she welcomes laughter from
Behind the silken sails
Captain Hook looks daggers but
Grows sweaty, drawn, and pale

It's up beyond the crow's nest
Peter yanks his aged foe
Wendy cries, "admit defeat, old man
Or he'll let go!"
Hook replies "bad form!" and swears
To do sweet Wendy harm
But, it's Smee who starts the combat
Slicing Wendy through the arm!
It's Peter's hands that slip as
Wendy cries out in alarm

The Croc did circle down below
And to his jaws Hook fell
Where his soul now glowers is
A tale we'll never tell
Who cares if Hook's still sailing in
The blackest seas of hell?
For Peter smiles at Wendy now
By the light of Tinkerbell

Dawn finds the Lost Boys standing guard
As Wendy takes her place
A bandage on her arm
A look of hardness on her face
Old Smee is piss and vinegar but he
Quiets to Wendy's whim as she
Reminds him he'll be lucky if she spares him
Life and limb!
Abashed, Smee swears his fealty not
So the scurvy crew
Sweet Wendy stops their mutiny
Reminding them full quietly
"You'd not uphold a captain who
Brought home-cooked meals to you?
Gentlemen you never were
But pirates indeed you be!
I won the day the pirate way
As seen by Mr smee
You'd not be captained by a girl
But every man take heed:
Old Hook said that I must survive
And then I must succeed!
Your captain is Red handed Jill
Who ne'er abides a slave
Wish it and you are free men
But follow me or leave!"

Thus, Wendy got herself a crew
Of ruthless men and brave
To terrorize the Lost Boys
But only every Saturday!
I will sing ye pirate songs
And tell ye pirate stories
Of Wendy when she'd had her fill of
Pan and the other lost boys
Of Red handed Jill who'd had her fill
Of Pan and his Lost Boys!