Tonalité : Db major
Verse 1
Dm
A
Oh, the year was 1778.
F
G
C
B
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now.
C
A
A letter of Mark came from the King
to the scummiest vessel I've
C#m
ever seen.
A
God damn them all.
G
I was told we'd cruise the seas
A
for American gold.
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears.
Now I'm a broken man
G
on a Halifax pier.
C#m
Am
A
The last of Barrett's privateer s.
C#m
Oh, well, said Barrett,
B
A
cried the town,
B
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!
A
For twenty brave men,
oh, fishermen,
Who would make for him,
The antelope's crew,
God damn them all!
Em
Dm
I was told with bruised deceit,
A
C#m
A
From American gold, with far no guns,
Shed no tears!
Now I'm a broken man,
on a hand of fat spear,
B
A
C#m
A
At last the Barrett's privateers!
Em
Oh, the antelope's loop
A
was a sickening sight,
Em
E
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!
Em
B
A
She'd a list to the port,
and the sails in her eggs,
And the cooking, the scuppers,
with the staggers and jags,
God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas
For American gold, with far no guns,
shed no tears!
Now I'm a broken man
on a Halifax pier,
C#m
A
The last of Barrett's privateers.
C#m
A
On the King's birthday we put to sea
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
We were 91 days to Montego Bay
C#m
Pumping like madmen all the way
A
God damn them all
I was told we'd cruise the seas
C#m
For American gold
A
we'd fire no guns, shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on the Halifax pier
B
A
The last of Barrett's privateers
C
A
On the 96th day we sailed again,
Em
how I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
A
When a bloody great Yankee
hove in sight
C
with our cracked four -pounders
A
We made to fight, God damn them all
C#m
E
A
I was told with bruised deceits
for American gold
C#m
A
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
C
A
The last of Barrett's privateers
C#m
A
Now the Yankee lay low down with gold,
C
A
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke
now!
She was broad and fat and loose in stays,
C
But to catch her took the antelope
two whole days.
A
God damn them all!
E
I was told we'd cruise,
C#m
To seize for American
A
gold with final guns.
Shed no tears!
No, I'm a broken man
on a Halifax pier,
The last of Barrett's privateers.
Then at length we stood two cables away,
E
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!
A
Our cracked four
-pounders made an awful din,
C#m
A
But with one fat bore the yank stove us in.
God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruised the seas
for American gold,
With fire, no guns, shed no tears.
Now I'm a broken man on
C#m
a Halifax pier,
A
The last of Barrett's privateers.
The antelope shook and pitched on a side,
how I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
Barret was smashed like
a bowl o' eggs,
C
A
and the main truck carried off
Both me legs got damned them all
I was told we'd cruise the siege
for American gold
A
With far no guns, shed no tears
Not a broken man on a Halifax pier
A
For the last of Barret's privateers
So here I lay me twenty -third year
A
I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
F
It's been six years
since we sailed away
I just made Halifax yesterday
God damn them all
C#m
I was told we'd cruise the seas
For American gold with far no guns
A
Shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man
On a Halifax pier
A
Got the last of Paris Privateers
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