Barretts Privateers
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Oh 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
Goddamn them all
I was told
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns
Shed no tears
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers
Oh Euclid Barrett cried the town
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
For twenty brave men, all fishermen, who
Would make for him the Antelope's crew
Goddamn them all
I was told
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns
Shed no tears
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers
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
Goddamn them all
I was told
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns
Shed no tears
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers
On the king's birthday we put to sea
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
We were ninty-one days to Montego Bay
Pumping like madmen all the way
Goddamn them all
I was told
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns
Shed no tears
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers
On the ninethy-sixth day we sailed again
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
Goddamn them all
I was told
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns
Shed no tears
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 with stays
But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days
Goddamn them all
I was told
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns
Shed no tears
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers
Then at length we stood two cables away
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
Our cracked four-pounders made an aweful din
But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in
Goddamn them all
I was told
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns
Shed no tears
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
Goddamn them all
I was told
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns
Shed no tears
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers
So here I lay in the twenty-third year
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
It's been six years since we sailed away
And I just made Halifax yesterday
Goddamn them all
I was told
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns
Shed no tears
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers
Slowly:
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier (hold it)
The last of Barrett's privateeeeeerrrrssss (go wild on the C)
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Readable chord sheet for Barretts Privateers by Irish Descendants
Oh the [C]year was seventeen-[G]seventy-[C]eight How I [C]wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now. A [C]letter of [G]marque came [C]from the [C]king To the [C]scummiest vessel I'd [G]ever [F]seen God[G]damn them [C]all [C]I was [F]told We'd [C]cruse the [F]seas for Am[C]erican [F]gold We'd [G]fire no [C]guns [G]Shed no [F]tears I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier The [F]last of [F]Barrett's [G]priva[C]teers Oh [C]Euclid Barrett [G]cried the [C]town How I [C]wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now For [C]twenty brave [G]men, all [C]fishermen, [C]who Would [C]make for him the [G]Antelope's [F]crew God[G]damn them [C]all [C]I was [F]told We'd [C]cruse the [F]seas for Am[C]erican [F]gold We'd [G]fire no [C]guns [G]Shed no [F]tears I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier The [F]last of [F]Barrett's [G]priva[C]teers The [C]Antelope sloop was a [G]sickening [C]sight How I [C]wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now She'd a-[C]list to the port and her [G]sails in [C]rags And the [C]cook in the [C]scuppers with the [G]staggers and [F]jags God[G]damn them [C]all [C]I was [F]told We'd [C]cruse the [F]seas for Am[C]erican [F]gold We'd [G]fire no [C]guns [G]Shed no [F]tears I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier The [F]last of [F]Barrett's [G]priva[C]teers On the [C]king's birthday we [G]put to [C]sea How I [C]wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now We were [C]ninty-one days to[G] Montego[C] Bay [C]Pumping like [C]madmen [G]all the [F]way God[G]damn them [C]all [C]I was [F]told We'd [C]cruse the [F]seas for Am[C]erican [F]gold We'd [G]fire no [C]guns [G]Shed no [F]tears I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier The [F]last of [F]Barrett's [G]priva[C]teers On the [C]ninethy-sixth day we [G]sailed a[C]gain How I [C]wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now When a [C]bloody great Yankee [G]hove in [C]sight With our [C]cracked four-[C]pounders, we [G]made to [F]fight God[G]damn them [C]all [C]I was [F]told We'd [C]cruse the [F]seas for Am[C]erican [F]gold We'd [G]fire no [C]guns [G]Shed no [F]tears I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier The [F]last of [F]Barrett's [G]priva[C]teers The [C]Yankee lay low [G]down with [C]gold How I [C]wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now She was [C]broad and fat and [G]loose with [C]stays But to [C]catch her took the [C]Antelope [G]two whole [F]days God[G]damn them [C]all [C]I was [F]told We'd [C]cruse the [F]seas for Am[C]erican [F]gold We'd [G]fire no [C]guns [G]Shed no [F]tears I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier The [F]last of [F]Barrett's [G]priva[C]teers Then at [C]length we stood two [G]cables a[C]way How I [C]wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now Our [C]cracked four-pounders made an [G]aweful [C]din But with [C]one fat [C]ball the Yank [G]stove us [F]in God[G]damn them [C]all [C]I was [F]told We'd [C]cruse the [F]seas for Am[C]erican [F]gold We'd [G]fire no [C]guns [G]Shed no [F]tears I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier The [F]last of [F]Barrett's [G]priva[C]teers The [C]Antelope shook and [G]pitched on her [C]side How I [C]wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now [C]Barrett was [C]smashed like a [G]bowl of [C]eggs And the [C]main truck [C]carried off [G]both me [F]legs God[G]damn them [C]all [C]I was [F]told We'd [C]cruse the [F]seas for Am[C]erican [F]gold We'd [G]fire no [C]guns [G]Shed no [F]tears I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier The [F]last of [F]Barrett's [G]priva[C]teers So [C]here I lay in the [G]twenty-third [C]year How I [C]wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now It's [C]been six [C]years since we [G]sailed [C]away And I [C]just made [C]Halifax [G]yester[F]day God[G]damn them [C]all [C]I was [F]told We'd [C]cruse the [F]seas for Am[C]erican [F]gold We'd [G]fire no [C]guns [G]Shed no [F]tears I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pier The [F]last of [F]Barrett's [G]priva[C]teers Slowly: [C]I'm a b[F]roken man[C] on a Ha[F]lifax pier (hold it) The [F]last of [F]Barrett's [G]priva[C]teeeeeerrrrssss (go wild on the C)