Barretts Privateers

B E C#m B Well, the year was Seventeen Seventy Eight B E B C#m7 (I wish I was in Edinburgh now!) B F# B G#m When the letter of marque was sent frae the king B C#m G#m E To the scummiest vessel I'd ever seen B God damn them all! E B E B E I was told we'd sail the seas for American gold B E/B We'd fire no guns-shed no tears B E B E Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier C#m F# B The last of Barrett's Privateers B E C#m B Twas then Sid Barrett cried the town B E B C#m7 (I wish I was in Edinburgh now!) B F# B G#m For twenty men all fishermen who B C#m G#m E Would make for him the Antelope's crew B God damn them all! E B E B E I was told we'd sail the seas for American gold B E/B We'd fire no guns-shed no tears B E B E Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier C#m F# B The last of Barrett's Privateers B E C#m B The Antelope sloop was a sickening sight, B E B C#m7 (I wish I was in Edinburgh now!) B F# B G#m With a list to port and her sails in rags B C#m G#m E And the cook in scuppers with the staggers and the jags B God damn them all! E B E B E I was told we'd sail the seas for American gold B E/B We'd fire no guns-shed no tears B E B E Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier C#m F# B The last of Barrett's Privateers B E C#m B On the King's birthday we sailed away, B E B C#m7 (I wish I was in Edinburgh now!) B F# B G#m When a great big Yankee hove in sight B C#m G#m E With our cracked four pounders we made to fight B God damn them all! E B E B E I was told we'd sail the seas for American gold B E/B We'd fire no guns-shed no tears B E B E Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier C#m F# B The last of Barrett's Privateers B E C#m B The Yankee lay low down with gold B E B C#m7 (I wish I was in Edinburgh now!) B F# B G#m She was low and fat and loose in the stays B C#m G#m E But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days B God damn them all! E B E B E I was told we'd sail the seas for American gold B E/B We'd fire no guns-shed no tears B E B E Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier C#m F# B The last of Barrett's Privateers B E C#m B Then at length we stood two cables away B E B C#m7 (I wish I was in Edinburgh now!) B F# B G#m Our cracked four pounders made an awful din B C#m G#m E But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in B God damn them all! E B E B E I was told we'd sail the seas for American gold B E/B We'd fire no guns-shed no tears B E B E Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier C#m F# B The last of Barrett's Privateers B E C#m B The Antelope shook and pitched on her side B E B C#m7 (I wish I was in Edinburgh now!) B F# B G#m Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs B C#m G#m E And the Maintruck took away both ma legs B God damn them all! E B E B E I was told we'd sail the seas for American gold B E/B We'd fire no guns-shed no tears B E B E Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier C#m F# B The last of Barrett's Privateers B E C#m B So here I lay in my 23rd year B E B C#m7 (I wish I was in Edinburgh now!) B F# B G#m 6 years since we sailed away B C#m G#m E And I just made Halifax yesterday B God damn them all! E B E B E I was told we'd sail the seas for American gold B E/B We'd fire no guns-shed no tears B E B E Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier C#m F# B The last of Barrett's Privateers