Текст песни Privateering - Mark Knopfler
Yon's
my
privateer
See
how
trim
she
lies
To
every
man
a
lucky
hand
And
every
man
a
prize
I
live
to
ride
the
ocean
The
mighty
world
around
To
take
a
little
plunder
And
to
hear
the
cannon
sound
To
lay
with
pretty
women
To
drink
Madeira
wine
To
hear
the
rollers
thunder
On
a
shore
that
isn't
mine
Privateering,
oh,
we
will
go
Privateering,
yo-ho-ho-ho-ho
Privateering
We
will
go
Yo-ho-ho-ho-ho
The
people
on
your
man
o'
war
Are
treated
worse
than
scum
I'm
no
flogging
captain
and
by
God
I've
sailed
with
some
Come
with
me
to
Barbary
We'll
ply
there
up
and
down
Not
quite
exactly
In
the
service
of
the
Crown
To
lay
with
pretty
women
To
drink
Madeira
wine
To
hear
the
rollers
thunder
On
a
shore
that
isn't
mine
Privateering,
oh,
we
will
go
Privateering,
yo-ho-ho-ho-ho
Privateering
We
will
go
Yo-ho-ho-ho-ho
Look'ee
there's
my
privateer
She's
small
but
she
can
sting
Licensed
to
take
prizes
With
a
letter
from
the
King
I
love
the
streets
and
taverns
Of
a
pretty
foreign
town
I
tip
my
hat
to
the
dark-eyed
ladies
As
we
sally
up
and
down
To
lay
with
pretty
women
To
drink
Madeira
wine
To
hear
the
rollers
thunder
On
a
shore
that
isn't
mine
Privateering,
oh,
we
will
go
Privateering,
yo-ho-ho-ho-ho
Privateering
We
will
go
Yo-ho-ho-ho-ho
Britannia
needs
her
privateers
Each
time
she
goes
to
war
Death
to
all
her
enemies
Though
prizes
matter
more
Come
with
me
to
Barbary
We'll
ply
there
up
and
down
Not
quite
exactly
In
the
service
of
the
Crown
To
lay
with
pretty
women
To
drink
Madeira
wine
To
hear
the
rollers
thunder
On
a
shore
that
isn't
mine
Privateering,
oh,
we
will
go
Privateering,
yo-ho-ho-ho-ho
Privateering
We
will
go
Yo-ho-ho-ho-ho
1 Go, Love
2 Redbud Tree
3 Haul Away
4 Privateering
5 Miss You Blues
6 Corned Beef City
7 Hot Or What
8 Yon Two Crows
9 Seattle
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