paroles de chanson Barrett's Privateers - Alestorm

Oh, the year was 1778
(How I wish I was in sherbrooke now!)
A letter of marque came from the king
To the scummiest vessel I′d ever seen
God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We′d fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers
Oh, Elcid Barrett cried the town
(How I wish I was in sherbrooke now!)
For twenty brave men all fishermen who
Would make for him the Antelope′s crew
God damn them all!
I was told we′d cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I′m a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers
The Antelope sloop was a sickening sight,
(How I wish I was in sherbrooke now!)
She′d a list to the port and her sails in rags
And the cook in scuppers with the staggers and the jags
God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We′d fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers
On the King′s birthday we put to sea,
(How I wish I was in sherbrooke now!)
We were 91 days to Montego Bay
Pumping like madmen all the way
God damn them all!
I was told we′d cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I′m a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers
On the 96th day we sailed again
(How I wish I was in sherbrooke now!)
When a bloody great Yankee hove in sight
With our cracked four pounders we made to fight
God damn them all!
I was told we′d cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I′m a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers
The Yankee lay low down with gold
(How I wish I was in sherbrooke now!)
She was broad and fat and loose in the stays
But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days
God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We′d fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I′m a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers
"Ladies and gentlemen, Mister Heri Joensen."
Then at length we stood two cables away
(How I wish I was in sherbrooke now!)
Our cracked four pounders made an awful din
But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in
God damn them all!
I was told we′d cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I′m a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's Privateers
The Antelope shook and pitched on her side
(How I wish I was in sherbrooke now!)
Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs
And the Maintruck carried off both me legs
God damn them all!
I was told we′d cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett′s Privateers
So here I lay in my 23rd year
(How I wish I was in sherbrooke now!)
It′s been 6 years since we sailed away
And I just made Halifax yesterday
God damn them all!
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold
We′d fire no guns-shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett′s Privateers