Oh, the year was 1778, (How I wish i was in Sherbrooke now!) A letter of marque come from the king To the scummiest vessel I'd ever seen,
God damn them all! I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a a broken man on a Halifax pier The last of Barrett's Privateers.
Ol' Elcid 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
God damn them all! I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a 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 scuppers with the staggers and the jags
God damn them all! I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a 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 91 days to Montego Bay Pumping like madmen all the way
God damn them all! I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a a broken man on a Halifax pier The last of Barrett's Privateers.
On the 96th 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
God damn them all! I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a 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 the stays But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days
God damn them all! I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a a broken man on a Halifax pier The last of Barrett's Privateers.
Then at lenght we stood two cables away (How I wish i was in Sherbrooke now!) Out cracked four pounders made an awful din But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in
God damn them all! I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a 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 trunk carried of both me legs
God damn them all! I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold We'd fire no guns, shed no tears Now I'm a a broken man on a Halifax pier The last of Barrett's Privateers.
So here I lay in my 23rd year (How I wish i was in Sherbrooke now!) It's been 6 years since we sailed away And I just made Halifax yesterdayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
