Barretts Privateers by Descendants
Key: CC | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Verse
       C                  G       C
Oh the year was seventeen-seventy-eight
      C      F      C          G
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now.
  C         G           C        C
A letter of marque came from the king
       C                    G    F
To the scummiest vessel I'd ever seen
Chorus
   G         C
Goddamn them all
C     F
I was told
     C         F          C      F
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
     G       C
We'd fire no guns
G       F
Shed no tears
      C      F        C       F
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
    F       F         G    C
The last of Barrett's privateers
Verse
   C              G         C
Oh Euclid Barrett cried the town
      C      F      C          G
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
    C            G        C          C
For twenty brave men, all fishermen, who
      C                G          F
Would make for him the Antelope's crew
Chorus
   G         C
Goddamn them all
C     F
I was told
     C         F          C      F
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
     G       C
We'd fire no guns
G       F
Shed no tears
      C      F        C       F
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
    F       F         G    C
The last of Barrett's privateers
Verse
    C                    G         C
The Antelope sloop was a sickening sight
      C      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
        C           C                 G            F
And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags
Chorus
   G         C
Goddamn them all
C     F
I was told
     C         F          C      F
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
     G       C
We'd fire no guns
G       F
Shed no tears
      C      F        C       F
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
    F       F         G    C
The last of Barrett's privateers
Verse
       C                  G      C
On the king's birthday we put to sea
      C      F      C          G
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
        C                G       C
We were ninty-one days to Montego Bay
C            C      G       F        
Pumping like madmen all the way
Chorus
   G         C
Goddamn them all
C     F
I was told
     C         F          C      F
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
     G       C
We'd fire no guns
G       F
Shed no tears
      C      F        C       F
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
    F       F         G    C
The last of Barrett's privateers
Verse
       C                    G       C
On the ninethy-sixth day we sailed again
      C      F      C          G
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
       C                   G       C
When a bloody great Yankee hove in sight
         C            C            G       F
With our cracked four-pounders, we made to fight
Chorus
   G         C
Goddamn them all
C     F
I was told
     C         F          C      F
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
     G       C
We'd fire no guns
G       F
Shed no tears
      C      F        C       F
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
    F       F         G    C
The last of Barrett's privateers
Verse
    C              G         C
The Yankee lay low down with gold
      C      F      C          G
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
        C                 G          C
She was broad and fat and loose with stays
       C                  C        G         F
But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days
Chorus
   G         C
Goddamn them all
C     F
I was told
     C         F          C      F
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
     G       C
We'd fire no guns
G       F
Shed no tears
      C      F        C       F
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
    F       F         G    C
The last of Barrett's privateers
Verse
        C                   G       C
Then at length we stood two cables away
      C      F      C          G
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
    C                             G      C
Our cracked four-pounders made an aweful din
         C       C             G        F
But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in
Chorus
   G         C
Goddamn them all
C     F
I was told
     C         F          C      F
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
     G       C
We'd fire no guns
G       F
Shed no tears
      C      F        C       F
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
    F       F         G    C
The last of Barrett's privateers
Verse
    C                  G              C
The Antelope shook and pitched on her side
      C      F      C          G
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
C           C              G       C
Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs
        C          C           G       F
And the main truck carried off both me legs
Chorus
   G         C
Goddamn them all
C     F
I was told
     C         F          C      F
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
     G       C
We'd fire no guns
G       F
Shed no tears
      C      F        C       F
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
    F       F         G    C
The last of Barrett's privateers
Verse
   C                 G            C
So here I lay in the twenty-third year
      C      F      C          G
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
     C        C              G      C
It's been six years since we sailed away
      C         C       G     F
And I just made Halifax yesterday
Chorus
   G         C
Goddamn them all
C     F
I was told
     C         F          C      F
We'd cruse the seas for American gold
     G       C
We'd fire no guns
G       F
Shed no tears
      C      F        C       F
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
    F       F         G    C
The last of Barrett's privateers
Outro
(Slowly)
C      F        C       F
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier (hold it)
    F       F         G    C
The last of Barrett's privateeeeeerrrrssss (go wild on the C)