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    Rogers Stan Barrett’s Privateers текст песни

    Barrett’s Privateers

    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

    Now 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

    Now I’m a broken man on a Halifax pier

    The last of Barrett’s Privateers.

    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

    And the cook in scuppers with the staggers and the jags

    God damn them all!

    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.

    On the King’s birthday we put to sea, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!

    We were 91 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

    Now I’m a broken man on a Halifax pier

    The last of Barrett’s Privateers.

    On the 96th 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

    Now 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 the stays

    But to catch her took 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

    Now I’m a broken man on a Halifax pier

    The last of Barrett’s Privateers.

    Then at length 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

    Now 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 Maintruck 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

    Now I’m a broken man on a Halifax pier

    The last of Barrett’s Privateers.

    So here I lay in my 23rd year, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!

    It’s been 6 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

    Now I’m a broken man on a Halifax pier

    The last of Barrett’s Privateers.



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