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

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

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

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

Now, the sloop was a sickening sight
I I was in... now!
With a list to port and âer in rags
And the cook in the scuppers the staggers and jags

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

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

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

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

God damn all
I was told sail the seas
For gold
Weâd fire no guns, no tears
a broken man on a Halifax pier
The of Barrettâs Privateers

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

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

Well, the shook and fetched on our side
I I was in â¦ now!
Barrett was like a bowl of eggs
And the main track away both my legs

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

So, I lay on my twenty-fifth year
I I was inâ¦ now!
Six years since we sailed
But I just Halifax yesterday

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

God damn all
I was told sail the seas
For American
Weâd fire no guns, no tears
Iâm a broken man on a pier
Sailed the seas for many a year
never find a better man far or near
Iâm a last of Barrettâs