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letra de barrett's privateers - jonathan young

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[verse 1]
oh, the year was 1778
how i wish i was in sherbrooke now
oh, a letter of marque came from the king
to the scummiest vessel i’d ever seen

[refrain]
god d-mn them all

[chorus]
i was told we’d sail the seas
for american gold
we’d fire no gun
shed no tears
now i’m a broken man on a halifax pier
the last of barrett’s privateers

[verse 2]
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 crеw

[refrain]
god d-mn them all
[chorus]
i was told we’d sail the sеas
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

[verse 3]
and the antelope sloop was a sickening sight
how i wish i was in sherbrooke now
she’d a list to the port and her sails in rags
the cook in the scuppers with the shakes and the jags

[refrain]
god d-mn them all

[chorus]
i was told we’d sail the seas
for american gold
we’d fire no guns
shed no tears
but i’m a broken man on a halifax pier
the last of barrett’s privateers

[verse 4]
on the king’s birthday we put to sail
how i wish i was in sherbrooke now
we were ninety-one days from montego bay
we were pumping like madmen all the way
[refrain]
god d-mn them all

[chorus]
i was told we’d cruise the seas
for american gold
we’d fire no guns
shed no tears
but i’m a broken man on a halifax pier
the last of barrett’s privateers

[verse 5]
on the ninety-sixth day we sailed again
how i wish i was in sherbrooke now
when a bl–dy great yankee hove in sight
with our cracked four-pounders we made to fight

[refrain]
god d-mn them all

[chorus]
i was told we’d cruise the seas
for american gold
we’d fire no guns
shed no tears
now i’m a broken man on a halifax pier
the last of barrett’s privateers
[verse 6]
that yankee, she lay low with gold
how i wish i was in sherbrooke now
she was broad and fat and loose in the stays
but to catch her took us three whole days

[refrain]
god d-mn them all

[chorus]
i was told we’d sail the seas
for american gold
we’d fire no guns
shed no tears
but i’m a broken man on a halifax pier
the last of barrett’s privateers

[instrumental break]

[bridge]
oh, the antelope shook and she pitched on her side
how i wish i was in sherbrooke now
oh, barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs
and the main shot carried off both me legs

[refrain]
god d-mn them all

[chorus]
i was told we’d cruise the seas
for american gold
we’d fire no gun
shed no tears
now i’m a broken man on a halifax pier
the last of barrett’s privateers

- jonathan young

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