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 sail the seas for american gold We'd fire no guns-shed no tears Well I'm a broken man on a halifax pier The last of Barrett's privateers.
Oh, 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 sail the seas for american gold We'd fire no guns-shed no tears Well I'm a broken man on a halifax pier The last of Barrett's privateers.
Now the antelope sloop was a sickening sight, How I wish I was in sherbrooke now! She'd a list to the port and 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 sail the seas for american gold We'd fire no guns-shed no tears Well I'm a broken man on a halifax pier The last of Barrett's privateers.
On the king's birthday we sail away, How I wish I was in sherbrooke now! We were 97 days to montego bay Pumping like madmen all the way God damn them all!
I was told we'd sail the seas for american gold We'd fire no guns-shed no tears Well I'm a broken man on a halifax pier The last of Barrett's privateers.
On the 98th day we sailed again, How I wish I was in sherbrooke now! When big fat american hove in sight With our cracked four pounders we made to fight God damn them all!
I was told we'd sail the seas for american gold We'd fire no guns-shed no tears Well 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 big and fat and loose in the stays But to catch her took us three whole days God damn them all!
I was told we'd sail the seas for american gold We'd fire no guns-shed no tears Well 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 awful din But with one fat ball the yank stove us in God damn them all!
I was told we'd sail the seas for american gold We'd fire no guns-shed no tears Well I'm a broken man on a halifax pier The last of Barrett's privateers.
Now the antelope shook and she 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 off both me legs God damn them all!
I was told we'd sail the seas for american gold We'd fire no guns-shed no tears Well I'm 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! Well it's been 6 years since we sailed away And I just made halifax yesterday God damn them all!
I was told we'd sail the seas for american gold We'd fire no guns-shed no tears Well I'm a broken man on a halifax pier The last of Barrett's privateers.
God damn them all!
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