The Last Saskatchewan Pirate

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>Well I used to be a farmer and I made a living fine
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>I had a little stretch of land along the CP line
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>But the times went by and though I tried the money wasn't there
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>And bankers came and took my land and told me fair is fair
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>I looked for every kind of job the answer always no,
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>"Hire you now" they'd always laugh, "we just let twenty go"
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>The government, they promised me a measly little sum
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>But I've got too much pride to end up just another bum
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>BRIDGE:
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>        Then I thought "who gives a damn if all the jobs are gone,
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>        I'm gonna be a pirate on the River Saskatchewan..."  (Arrrrrgh!)
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>CHORUS:
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>'cause it's a Heave!  Ho! High!  Ho!  Coming down the plains
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>Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains
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>And it's a Ho!  Hey!  High!  Hey!  Farmers bar your doors
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>When you see the Jolly Rancher on Regina's mighty shores
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>VERSE 2:
>Well you'd think the local farmers would know that I'm at large
>But just the other day I found an unprotected barge
>I snuck up right behind them and they were none the wiser
>I rammed the ship and sank it, and I stole their fertilizer
>A bridge outside of Moose Jaw spans the mighty river
>Farmers cross in so much fear their stomachs are a quiver
>'Cause they know that Tractor Jack is hiding in the bay
>I'll jump the bridge and knock 'em cold and sail off with the hay
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>CHORUS
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>VERSE 3:
>Well Mounty Bob, he chased me, he was always at my throat
>He'd follow on the shore line but he didn't own a boat
>But cutbacks were a comin' so the Mountie lost his job
>So now he's sailin' with me and we call him "Salty Bob"
>A swinging sword a scum 'n bones and pleasant company
>I never pay my income tax, and screw the GST -- "Screw It!"
>Prince Albert down to Saskatoon, the terror of the sea,
>If you want to reach the Co-Op boy, you gotta get by me
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>CHORUS
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>VERSE 4:
>Well pirate life's appealing, but you don't just find me here
>I've heard that in Alberta there's a band of buckeneers
>They roam the Athabasca, from Smith to Fort McKay
>And you're gonna loose your Stetson and if you have to pass their way
>Well winter is a comin' and the chill is in the breeze
>My pirate days are over once the river starts to freeze
>I'll be back in springtime, but now I have to go
>I hear there's lots of plundering down in New Mexico
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>CHORUS X3
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>Also in the middle they do a cool play on words:
>Arrrrrgh...Matey!  Get it? Metis?
>Hey thats Rielly funny, you know, like Louis Riel?
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