{t:Barrett’s Privateers}
{st:Stan Rogers}
{c:|ntro: [C]}
[C]Oh, the year was seventeen [G]seventy-[C]eight
How I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now
A [C]letter of [G]marque came [C]from the king
To the scummiest vessel I'd [G]ever [F]seen
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God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,
We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]gold
We'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tears
But I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier
The last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers
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Well, [C]Elcid Barrett [G]cried the [C]town
How I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now
For [C]twenty brave [G]men, all [C]fishermen, who
Would make for him the [G]Antelope's [F]crew
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God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,
We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]gold
We'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tears
But I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier
The last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers
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The [C]Antelope sloop was a [G]sickening [C]sight
How I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now
She'd a [C]list to the [G]port and her [C]sails in rags
And the cook in the scuppers with the [G]staggers and [F]jags
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God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,
We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]gold
We'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tears
But I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier
The last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers
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On the [C]King's birth-day we [G]put to [C]sea
How I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now
We were [C]ninety-one [G]days to Mon-[C]tego Bay
Pumping like madmen [G]all the [F]way
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God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,
We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]gold
We'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tears
But I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier
The last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers
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On the [C]ninety-sixth day we [G]sailed a-[C]gain
How I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now
When a [C]bloody great [G]Yankee [C]hove in sight
With our cracked four-pounders, we [G]made to [F]fight
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God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,
We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]gold
We'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tears
But I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier
The last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers
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The [C]Yankee lay low [G]down with [C]gold
How I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now
She was [C]broad and [G]fat and [C]loose in stays
But to catch her took the Antelope [G]two whole [F]days
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God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,
We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]gold
We'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tears
But I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier
The last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers
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Then at [C]length we stood two [G]cables a-[C]way
How I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now
Our [C]cracked four-[G]pounders made an [C]awful din
But with one fat ball the Yank [G]stove us [F]in
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God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,
We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]gold
We'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tears
But I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier
The last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers
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The [C]Antelope shook and [G]pitched on her [C]side
How I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now
[C]Barrett was [G]smashed like a [C]bowl of eggs
And the main-truck carried off [G]both me [F]legs
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God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,
We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]gold
We'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tears
But I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier
The last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers
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So [C]here I lay in me [G]twenty-third [C]year
How I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now
It's [C]been six [G]years since we [C]sailed a-way
And I just made Halifax [G]yester-[F]day
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God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,
We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]gold
We'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tears
But I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier
The last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers
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{t:Barrett’s Privateers}
