Stan Rogers – Barretts Privateers (Guitar)

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Originally From: Barrie McCombs - Modified by Daniel Sadler ******************************************************* | Asterisk (*) new measure, play same chord | Period (.) 1/8 note rest at start of a measure | Underline (_) sustain note into next measure ******************************************************* [Verse 1]
        C        *         G       C
Oh, the year was seventeen seventy-eight

      *      F      C          G     (*)
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now

  C         G           C        *
A letter of marque came from the king

       *         *          G    F
To the scummiest vessel I'd ever seen
[Chorus]
    G         C    *     F
God damn them all, I was told,

     C          F          C       F
We'd cruise the seas for A-merican gold

     G       C     G       F     (*)
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears

          C      F        C       F
But I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier

    *       *         G     C
The last of Barrett's Priva-teers
[Verse 2]
      C     *       G         C
Well, Elcid Barrett cried the town

      *      F      C          G    (*)
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now

    C            G        C          *
For twenty brave men, all fishermen, who

      *        *       G          F
Would make for him the Antelope's crew
[Chorus]
    G         C    *     F
God damn them all, I was told,

     C          F          C       F
We'd cruise the seas for A-merican gold

     G       C     G       F     (*)
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears

          C      F        C       F
But I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier

    *       *         G     C
The last of Barrett's Priva-teers
[Verse 3]
    C        *           G         C
The Antelope sloop was a sickening sight

      *      F      C          G    (*)
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now

        C           G            C        *
She'd a list to the port and her sails in rags

        *           *                 G            F
And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags
[Chorus]
    G         C    *     F
God damn them all, I was told,

     C          F          C       F
We'd cruise the seas for A-merican gold

     G       C     G       F     (*)
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears

          C      F        C       F
But I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier

    *       *         G     C
The last of Barrett's Priva-teers
[Verse 4]
       C            *      G      C
On the King's birth-day we put to sea

      *      F      C          G    (*)
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now

        C          G           C    *
We were ninety-one days to Mon-tego Bay

*            *      G       F
Pumping like madmen all the way
[Chorus]
    G         C    *     F
God damn them all, I was told,

     C          F          C       F
We'd cruise the seas for A-merican gold

     G       C     G       F     (*)
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears

          C      F        C       F
But I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier

    *       *         G     C
The last of Barrett's Priva-teers
[Verse 5]
       C            *      G        C
On the ninety-sixth day we sailed a-gain

      *      F      C          G    (*)
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now

       C            G      C       *
When a bloody great Yankee hove in sight

         *            *            G       F
With our cracked four-pounders, we made to fight
[Chorus]
    G         C    *     F
God damn them all, I was told,

     C          F          C       F
We'd cruise the seas for A-merican gold

     G       C     G       F     (*)
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears

          C      F        C       F
But I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier

    *       *         G     C
The last of Barrett's Priva-teers
[Verse 6]
    C      *       G         C
The Yankee lay low down with gold

      *      F      C          G     (*)
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now

        C         G       C        *
She was broad and fat and loose in stays

       *                  *        G         F
But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days
[Chorus]
    G         C    *     F
God damn them all, I was told,

     C          F          C       F
We'd cruise the seas for A-merican gold

     G       C     G       F     (*)
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears

          C      F        C       F
But I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier

    *       *         G     C
The last of Barrett's Priva-teers
[Verse 7]
        C         *         G        C
Then at length we stood two cables a-way

      *      F      C          G     (*)
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now

    C            G                C     *
Our cracked four-pounders made an awful din

         *       *             G        F
But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in
[Chorus]
    G         C    *     F
God damn them all, I was told,

     C          F          C       F
We'd cruise the seas for A-merican gold

     G       C     G       F     (*)
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears

          C      F        C       F
But I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier

    *       *         G     C
The last of Barrett's Priva-teers
[Verse 8]
    C        *         G              C
The Antelope shook and pitched on her side

      *      F      C          G     (*)
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now

C           G              C       *
Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs

        *          *           G       F
And the main-truck carried off both me legs
[Chorus]
    G         C    *     F
God damn them all, I was told,

     C          F          C       F
We'd cruise the seas for A-merican gold

     G       C     G       F     (*)
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears

          C      F        C       F
But I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier

    *       *         G     C
The last of Barrett's Priva-teers
[Verse 9]
   C      *         G            C
So here I lay in me twenty-third year

      *      F      C          G     (*)
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now

     C        G              C        *
It's been six years since we sailed a-way

      *         *       G      F
And I just made Halifax yester-day
[Chorus]
    G         C    *     F
God damn them all, I was told,

     C          F          C       F
We'd cruise the seas for A-merican gold

     G       C     G       F     (*)
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears

          C      F        C       F
But I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier

    *       *         G     C
The last of Barrett's Priva-teers