Barretts Privateers Lyrics - Rogers Stan

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Barrett's privateers by stan rogersoh the year was 1778 how i wish i was in sherbrooke now!a letter of marque come from the kingto the scummiest vessel i'd ever seenchorus:god damn them all!i was told we'd cruise the seas for american goldwe'd fire no guns-shed no tearsnow i'm a broken man on a halifax pierthe last of barrett's privateers.oh elcid barrett cried the town how i wish i was . . .for twenty brave men all fishermen whowould make for him the antelope's crew(chorus)the antelope sloop was a sickening sightshe'd a list to the port and and her sails in ragsand the cook in scuppers with the staggers and the jags(chorus)on the king's birthday we put to seawe were 91 days to montego baypumping like madmen all the way(chorus)on the 96th day we sailed againwhen a bloody great yankee hove in sightwith our cracked four pounders we made to fight(chorus)the yankee lay low down with goldshe was broad and fat and loose in the staysbut to catch her took the antelope two whole days(chorus)then at length we stood two cables awayour cracked four pounders made an awful dinbut with one fat ball the yank stove us in(chorus)the antelope shook and pitched on her sidebarrett was smashed like a bowl of eggsand the maintruck carried off both me legs(chorus)so here i lay in my 23rd yearit's been 6 years since we sailed awayand i just made halifax yesterday(chorus)extracted from /pub/music/lyrics/files/misc.folk/songs.txt by doug henkle "henkle@vaxa.cis.uwosh.edu"

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