Chords for Barrett's Privateers
Tempo:
85.275 bpm
Chords used:
G
B
D
C
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Oh, the year was 1778, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke now.
A letter of Mark came from the King to the scummiest vessel I've 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, well, said [B] Barrett, cried the town, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke [D] now.
For twenty brave men, all fishermen, who would make for him the [E] antelopes crew, God damn them all.
I was told we'd cruise [C] the seas for American gold, we'd fire no guns, [Am] shed no tears.
Now I'm a broken man [A] on a Halifax pier, the [G] last of Barrett's [B] privateers.
The antelope sloop was a sickening sight, how I wish I was in [N] Sherbrooke now.
She'd a list to the port and her sails in rags, and the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags, God damn them all.
I was told we'd [G] 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 [E] privateers.
On the king's birthday we put to [B] sea, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke [D] now.
We were ninety-one days to Montego Bay, pumping like madmen all the way, [C] God damn them all.
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold, we'd fire no [Bb] guns, shed no [G] tears.
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier, the last of Barrett's privateers.
On the ninety-sixth day we [B] sailed again, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke now.
When a [D] 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 [Bb] was in Sherbrooke [E] now.
She was broad and fat and loose in stays, but to catch her took me antelope, two whole days, God damn them all.
I was told we'd cruise the seas [C] for American gold, we'd fire no guns, [A] shed no [F] tears.
Now I'm a broken man [Bb] on a Halifax pier, the [D] last of Barrett's privateers.
Then at length we stood two cables away, how I wish I [G] was in Sherbrooke [N] now.
Our cracked four-pounders made an awful din, but with one fat ball the Yankees stole 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 main truck carried off, both men eggs, God damn them all.
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold, we'd fire no guns, shed no tears.
[F] Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier, the last of Barrett's privateers.
So here I lay in my twenty-third year, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke now.
It's been six years since we sailed away, and I just [N] 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 [C] pier, the [G] last of Barrett's [Bb] privateers.
[N]
A letter of Mark came from the King to the scummiest vessel I've 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, well, said [B] Barrett, cried the town, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke [D] now.
For twenty brave men, all fishermen, who would make for him the [E] antelopes crew, God damn them all.
I was told we'd cruise [C] the seas for American gold, we'd fire no guns, [Am] shed no tears.
Now I'm a broken man [A] on a Halifax pier, the [G] last of Barrett's [B] privateers.
The antelope sloop was a sickening sight, how I wish I was in [N] Sherbrooke now.
She'd a list to the port and her sails in rags, and the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags, God damn them all.
I was told we'd [G] 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 [E] privateers.
On the king's birthday we put to [B] sea, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke [D] now.
We were ninety-one days to Montego Bay, pumping like madmen all the way, [C] God damn them all.
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold, we'd fire no [Bb] guns, shed no [G] tears.
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier, the last of Barrett's privateers.
On the ninety-sixth day we [B] sailed again, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke now.
When a [D] 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 [Bb] was in Sherbrooke [E] now.
She was broad and fat and loose in stays, but to catch her took me antelope, two whole days, God damn them all.
I was told we'd cruise the seas [C] for American gold, we'd fire no guns, [A] shed no [F] tears.
Now I'm a broken man [Bb] on a Halifax pier, the [D] last of Barrett's privateers.
Then at length we stood two cables away, how I wish I [G] was in Sherbrooke [N] now.
Our cracked four-pounders made an awful din, but with one fat ball the Yankees stole 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 main truck carried off, both men eggs, God damn them all.
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold, we'd fire no guns, shed no tears.
[F] Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier, the last of Barrett's privateers.
So here I lay in my twenty-third year, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke now.
It's been six years since we sailed away, and I just [N] 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 [C] pier, the [G] last of Barrett's [Bb] privateers.
[N]
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_ _ Oh, the year was 1778, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke now.
A letter of Mark came from the King to the scummiest vessel I've 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, well, said [B] Barrett, cried the town, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke [D] now.
For twenty brave men, all fishermen, who would make for him the [E] antelopes crew, God damn them all.
I was told we'd cruise [C] the seas for American gold, we'd fire no guns, [Am] shed no tears.
Now I'm a broken man [A] on a Halifax pier, the [G] last of Barrett's [B] privateers.
The antelope sloop was a sickening sight, how I wish I was in [N] Sherbrooke now.
She'd a list to the port and her sails in rags, and the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags, God damn them all.
I was told we'd [G] 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 [E] _ privateers.
On the king's birthday we put to [B] sea, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke [D] now.
We were ninety-one days to Montego Bay, pumping like madmen all the way, [C] God damn them all.
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold, we'd fire no [Bb] guns, shed no [G] tears.
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier, the last of Barrett's _ privateers.
On the ninety-sixth day we [B] sailed again, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke now.
When a [D] 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 [Bb] was in Sherbrooke [E] now.
She was broad and fat and loose in stays, but to catch her took me antelope, two whole days, God damn them all.
I was told we'd cruise the seas [C] for American gold, we'd fire no guns, [A] shed no [F] tears.
Now I'm a broken man [Bb] on a Halifax pier, the [D] last of Barrett's privateers.
Then at length we stood two cables away, how I wish I [G] was in Sherbrooke [N] now.
Our cracked four-pounders made an awful din, but with one fat ball the Yankees stole 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 main truck carried off, both men eggs, God damn them all.
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold, we'd fire no guns, shed no tears.
[F] Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier, the last of Barrett's _ privateers.
So here I lay in my twenty-third year, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke now.
It's been six years since we sailed away, and I just [N] 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 [C] pier, the [G] last of Barrett's _ [Bb] _ _ privateers. _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
A letter of Mark came from the King to the scummiest vessel I've 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, well, said [B] Barrett, cried the town, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke [D] now.
For twenty brave men, all fishermen, who would make for him the [E] antelopes crew, God damn them all.
I was told we'd cruise [C] the seas for American gold, we'd fire no guns, [Am] shed no tears.
Now I'm a broken man [A] on a Halifax pier, the [G] last of Barrett's [B] privateers.
The antelope sloop was a sickening sight, how I wish I was in [N] Sherbrooke now.
She'd a list to the port and her sails in rags, and the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags, God damn them all.
I was told we'd [G] 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 [E] _ privateers.
On the king's birthday we put to [B] sea, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke [D] now.
We were ninety-one days to Montego Bay, pumping like madmen all the way, [C] God damn them all.
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold, we'd fire no [Bb] guns, shed no [G] tears.
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier, the last of Barrett's _ privateers.
On the ninety-sixth day we [B] sailed again, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke now.
When a [D] 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 [Bb] was in Sherbrooke [E] now.
She was broad and fat and loose in stays, but to catch her took me antelope, two whole days, God damn them all.
I was told we'd cruise the seas [C] for American gold, we'd fire no guns, [A] shed no [F] tears.
Now I'm a broken man [Bb] on a Halifax pier, the [D] last of Barrett's privateers.
Then at length we stood two cables away, how I wish I [G] was in Sherbrooke [N] now.
Our cracked four-pounders made an awful din, but with one fat ball the Yankees stole 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 main truck carried off, both men eggs, God damn them all.
I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold, we'd fire no guns, shed no tears.
[F] Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier, the last of Barrett's _ privateers.
So here I lay in my twenty-third year, how I wish I was in Sherbrooke now.
It's been six years since we sailed away, and I just [N] 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 [C] pier, the [G] last of Barrett's _ [Bb] _ _ privateers. _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _