Plank of Love

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Guybrush and Elaine on the Sea Cucumber after their wedding.
Guybrush and Elaine on the Sea Cucumber after their wedding.

The song "Plank of Love" was originally intended to be song by Guybrush Threepwood and Elaine Marley during the closing credits of The Curse of Monkey Island. However, the song was never recorded due to the production team running out of time. Because of this an alternate credits theme was made which is just a compilation of different pieces of music heard throughout the game.

Lyrics

Guybrush:




I was a lucky sailor

as free as a tropical breeze.
But your love clapped me in irons

And I can't reach the keys!
 
Now my heart is in your brig.

and I know it's not the only lodger.
But since you cast away my love,

I'm no longer a Jolly Roger
 
All: Plank of Love!
Guybrush: Don´t make me take that one last step.
All: Plank of Love!
Guybrush: Why must you treat me like a schlep?
 
I´d keep an even keel,
but it´s a dirty deal!
         There´s no appeal!
And now I must walk this plank of love.
 
Darling please be mine,
only you can make me whole.
Your love is the lime
for the scurvy in my soul.
 
  I used to dream of sunken treasure,
But now my only wish is
To be staying here with you tonight,
Instead of sleeping with the fishes.
 
All: Plank of Love!
Elaine: I love you though I know I shouldn´.
All: Plank of Love!
Elaine: I´ll walk with you down that plank so wooden.
 
Elaine: My heart's been cursed,
by your love coerced,
In thoughts of you I am immersed!
And now I must walk this plank of love.
 
Guybrush: You´ve got the booty I want the most,
I´m not talking about your money.
My life´s as dry as whole wheat toast.
Without you, my Plunder-Bunny.
 
Elaine: You know you´ve got my soul shanghaied!
Not even all your corny jokes´ll
Make me wish that I was not your bride.
When you carry me ´cross your fo´c´sle.
 
All: Plank of Love!
Guybrush: Don´t drown me in the ocean salts.
All: Plank of Love!
Guybrush: Don´t think my song is only schmaltz.
 
Elaine: You´re a pirate mighty.
Guybrush: You´re my Aphrodite.
Both: Next to you, my heart feels flighty,
And now I must walk this plank of love.
 
Guybrush: But now our love´s in danger,
You´re a statue, made of gold.
It makes my heart sink like an anchor,
Keeping you in my cargo hold.
 
Elaine, I can´t wait to see you,
in a sparkling wedding gown,
But if I can´t break that curse soon,
I´m gonna have to melt you down.
 
All: Plank of Love!
Guybrush: I hope that curse breaks quick.
All: Plank of Love!
Guybrush: ´Cause the balloon payment's due soon on this ship.

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