The Jolly Rogers - Barrett's Privateers lyrics
[The Jolly Rogers - Barrett's Privateers lyrics]
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'd 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!
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!
The Antelope sloop was a sickening sight
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
She'd list to the port with 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!
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!
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!
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers
The Yankee lay low down with gold
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!
She was broad and fat and loose in stays
But to catch her took the
Antelope two whole days! God damn them all!
Then at length she we stood two cables away
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!
Our cracked four-pounders made an awful din
But with one fat ball, the Yank 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!
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!
Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs
And the Main truck carried off both me legs!
God damn them all!
So here I lay in my twenty-third year
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!
It's been six long 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!
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers
God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the
Seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears!
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers
God damn them all!
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!
A letter of marque came from the king
To the scummiest vessel I'd 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!
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!
The Antelope sloop was a sickening sight
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
She'd list to the port with 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!
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!
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!
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers
The Yankee lay low down with gold
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!
She was broad and fat and loose in stays
But to catch her took the
Antelope two whole days! God damn them all!
Then at length she we stood two cables away
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!
Our cracked four-pounders made an awful din
But with one fat ball, the Yank 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!
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!
Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs
And the Main truck carried off both me legs!
God damn them all!
So here I lay in my twenty-third year
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!
It's been six long 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!
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers
God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the
Seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears!
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers
God damn them all!