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BARRETT'S PRIVATEERS Ah, the year was seventeen seventy-eight How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now A letter of marque came from the king To the scummiest vessel I'd ever seen [Chorus] God damn them all, I was told, We'd sail the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier The last of Barrett's Privateers Well the Antelope sloop was a sickening sight How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now She'd a list to the port and her sails in rags And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags [Chorus] God damn them all, I was told, We'd sail the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears But I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier The last of Barrett's Privateers On the King's birth-day we put to sea How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now We were ninety-one days to Montego Bay Pumping like madmen all the way [Chorus] God damn them all, I was told, We'd sail the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears But I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier The last of Barrett's Privateers On the ninety-sixth day we sailed a-gain How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now When a bloody great Yankee hove in sight With our cracked four-pounders, we made to fight [Chorus] God damn them all, I was told, We'd sail the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears But I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier The last of Barrett's Privateers The Yankee lay low down with gold How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now She was broad and fat and loose in stays to catch her took the Antelope two whole days [Chorus] God damn them all, I was told, We'd sail the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears But I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier The last of Barrett's Privateers Then at length we stood two cables a-way How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now Our cracked four-pounders made an awful din But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in [Chorus] God damn them all, I was told, We'd sail the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears But I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier The last of Barrett's Privateers The Antelope shook and pitched on her side How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs And the main-truck carried off both me legs [Chorus] God damn them all, I was told, We'd sail the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears But I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier The last of Barrett's Privateers So here I lay in me twenty-third year How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now It's been six years since we sailed a-way And I just made Halifax yesterday [Chorus 2x] God damn them all, I was told, We'd sail the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears But/Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier The last of Barrett's Privateers
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