Barrett’s Privateers

{t:Barrett’s Privateers}{st:Stan Rogers}{c:|ntro: [C]}[C]Oh, the year was seventeen [G]seventy-[C]eightHow I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]nowA [C]letter of [G]marque came [C]from the kingTo the scummiest vessel I'd [G]ever [F]seen{c:Chorus:}
{soc}God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]goldWe'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tearsBut I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pierThe last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers{eoc}
Well, [C]Elcid Barrett [G]cried the [C]townHow I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]nowFor [C]twenty brave [G]men, all [C]fishermen, whoWould make for him the [G]Antelope's [F]crew{c:Chorus:}
{soc}God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]goldWe'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tearsBut I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pierThe last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers{eoc}The [C]Antelope sloop was a [G]sickening [C]sightHow I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]nowShe'd a [C]list to the [G]port and her [C]sails in ragsAnd the cook in the scuppers with the [G]staggers and [F]jags{c:Chorus:}
{soc}God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]goldWe'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tearsBut I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pierThe last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers{eoc}
On the [C]King's birth-day we [G]put to [C]seaHow I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]nowWe were [C]ninety-one [G]days to Mon-[C]tego BayPumping like madmen [G]all the [F]way{c:Chorus:}
{soc}God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]goldWe'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tearsBut I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pierThe last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers{eoc}
On the [C]ninety-sixth day we [G]sailed a-[C]gainHow I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]nowWhen a [C]bloody great [G]Yankee [C]hove in sightWith our cracked four-pounders, we [G]made to [F]fight{c:Chorus:}
{soc}God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]goldWe'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tearsBut I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pierThe last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers{eoc}
The [C]Yankee lay low [G]down with [C]goldHow I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]nowShe was [C]broad and [G]fat and [C]loose in staysBut to catch her took the Antelope [G]two whole [F]days{c:Chorus:}
{soc}God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]goldWe'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tearsBut I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pierThe last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers{eoc}
Then at [C]length we stood two [G]cables a-[C]wayHow I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]nowOur [C]cracked four-[G]pounders made an [C]awful dinBut with one fat ball the Yank [G]stove us [F]in{c:Chorus:}
{soc}God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]goldWe'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tearsBut I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pierThe last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers{eoc}
The [C]Antelope shook and [G]pitched on her [C]sideHow I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]now[C]Barrett was [G]smashed like a [C]bowl of eggsAnd the main-truck carried off [G]both me [F]legs{c:Chorus:}
{soc}God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]goldWe'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tearsBut I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pierThe last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers{eoc}
So [C]here I lay in me [G]twenty-third [C]yearHow I wish I [F]was in [C]Sherbrooke [G]nowIt's [C]been six [G]years since we [C]sailed a-wayAnd I just made Halifax [G]yester-[F]day{c:Chorus:}
{soc}God [G]damn them [C]all, I was [F]told,We'd [C]cruise the [F]seas for A-[C]merican [F]goldWe'd [G]fire no [C]guns, [G]shed no [F]tearsBut I'm a [C]broken [F]man on a [C]Halifax [F]pierThe last of Barrett's [G]Priva-[C]teers{eoc}
{t:Barrett’s Privateers}