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We're runnin' down the coast
With the Yankee on our tail
Loaded down with rum
Blowing every yard of sail

St.Pierre and Miquelon
We have your liquid gold
In the sunny Gulf of Mexico
With a thousand bottles sold


And the vixies they we rollin'
And we loaded down with rum
With the schooner I'm Alone
Out of Lunenburg we come
We'll out sail your fastest gun boat
So catch us if you can
With the devil in our corner
Running rum to Luisian

We were good hard workin' fisherman
When the prohibition came
With the schooner I'm Alone
We earned our bit of fame
We threw away our fishin' gear
With the money rollin' in
America was thirsty
Gettin' tired of bathtub gin

And the vixies they we rollin'
And we loaded down with rum
With the schooner I'm Alone
Out of Lunenburg we come
We'll out sail your fastest gun boat
So catch us if you can
With the devil in our corner
Running rum to Luisian

We kept the coast guard busy
They never got a chance
To catch us with our cargo
We showed them how to dance
But international waters, two thousand miles from home
Two cutters finally got us, they sank the I'm Alone
Now the Nova Scotia schooners and the men who ran the rum
Are not much more than stories
Now that days of glory's done
Bootled man and sailor man are ghosts that come and go
When the fog rolls on Lunenburg, you'll hear them sing below

And the vixies they we rollin'
And we loaded down with rum
With the schooner I'm Alone
Out of Lunenburg we come
We'll out sail your fastest gun boat
So catch us if you can
With the devil in our corner
Running rum to Luisian

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