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Barrett's Privateers
Colm R. McGuinness
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Oh the year was 1778
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
A letter of marque came from the king
To the scummiest vessel I've 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
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 cruise 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 Antelope sloop was a sickenin' 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 the scuppers with the staggers and jags
God damn them all
I was told we'd cruise 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 put to sea
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
We were ninety-one 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
Well I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers
On the ninety-sixth 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
Well I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers
How 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 to 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
Well I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers
Then at length we stayed two cables away
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
Our cracked four pounders made an aweful din
But with one fat ball, the Yanks 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
Well I'm 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
Barret was smashed like a bowl of eggs
And the main truck carried off 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
Well I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers
So I lay here in my twenty-third year
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
It's been six years since we sailed away
And I just made Halifax yesterday
God damn them all
I was told we'd cruise 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
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