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Well, the was 1778
How I I was in... now!
When a letter of was sent by the king
To the scummiest vessel Iâve seen

God damn all
I was told weâd the seas
For American
Weâd no guns, she'd no tears
Iâm a broken man on a Halifax
The of Barrettâs Privateers

âTwas then Barrett cried the town
How I I was in... now!
For man, all fisherman who
make for him the Antelope crew

God them all
I was told sail the seas
For American
fire no guns, she'd no tears
Iâm a broken man on a pier
The last of Barrettâs

Now, the Antelopeâs was a sickening sight
I I was in... now!
With a list to port and âer sails in
And the cook in the scuppers with the and jags

God damn all
I was told weâd sail the
For American
Weâd fire no guns, she'd no
Iâm a broken man on a pier
The last of Barrettâs

On the kings we sailed away
I I was in... now!
When a great big Yankee in sight
With our four-pounders we made to fight.

God them all
I was weâd sail the seas
For American
Weâd no guns, she'd no tears
Iâm a broken man on a Halifax
The of Barrettâs Privateers

The lay low down with gold
I I was in â¦ now!
She was low and fat and stays
But to her took the Antelope three whole days

God them all
I was told weâd sail the
For gold
fire no guns, she'd no tears
Iâm a broken man on a Halifax
The of Barrettâs Privateers

But at length we stood two cables
I wish I was now!
Our cracked four-pounders an awful din
But with one fat the Yankâ stove us in

God them all
I was told weâd sail the
For gold
fire no guns, she'd no tears
Iâm a broken man on a Halifax
The of Barrettâs Privateers

Well, the Antelope and fetched on our side
I wish I was in now!
Barrett was smashed a bowl of eggs
And the main track away both my legs

God them all
I was told weâd sail the
For American
fire no guns, she'd no tears
Iâm a broken man on a Halifax
The last of Privateers

So, I lay on my twenty-fifth year
I wish I was now!
Six years since we away
But I made Halifax yesterday

God them all
I was told weâd the seas
For gold
fire no guns, she'd no tears
Iâm a broken man on a Halifax
The of Barrettâs Privateers

God them all
I was told sail the seas
For American
Weâd no guns, she'd no tears
Iâm a broken man on a pier
Sailed the seas for a long year
Youâll never find a better man far or
a last of Barrettâs Privateers