Chords for Stan Rogers intros & sings "Barrett's Privateers" in One Warm Line documentary

[N] _ _ _ After the [Fm] first album, which is almost entirely about the scene, about this [Em] area, _
I thought I'd get out of it, you know.
_ I'd [B] started out as a contemporary songwriter, you know, _ _
_ and_
But I found I [G#] couldn't leave it alone.
You know, once you get hooked on a thing like this, you get the sea in front of you all the time.
You can't leave it alone. _
Now, with Barrett's Privateers, for example,
I wrote that after hanging out for a [Fm] weekend with the friends of Fiddler's Green, who did great shanties, you know.
But they were all, you know, they all knew the songs, [A#m] and they could sing the leads in them.
Well, [B] I wanted a shanty that I could sing the lead in, you know, instead of just hanging back and singing [F] harmony on the chorus.
I wanted to [B] lead one, you know, so I had to write it.
On the 96th day we sailed [E] again
I wish I [A#m] was in Sherbrooke [F] now
When a bloody great [E] Yankee hove in sight
With our cracked fore-pounders we [A#] made to fight
God damn them all, [C#] I was told we'd cruise the seas
For [E] American gold we'd fire no guns, shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last [Fm] of Barrett's _ _ Privateers
The [E] Yankee lay low down [C#] with gold
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke [F#] now
He was broad [E] and fat and loose in stays
But to catch he took the antelope to hold [A#m] his
God damn [E] them all, I was told we'd cruise the seas
For American gold we'd fire [C#] no guns, shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's _ Privateers
[E] Then at length we [D#m] stood two cables [C#] away
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
Our cracked fore-pounders made an [E] awful din
But with one fat ball the Yanks stole us in
[C#] 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 _ [E] antelope shook and pitched on her side
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
Barrett was smashed like a bowl of [F] eggs
And the mean truck [E] carried off both me legs
God [C#] 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 twenty-thirty [C#m] year
How I wish [C#] I was in Sherbrooke now
It's [F#] been six years since [E] we sailed away
And I just made Halifax yesterday
God [C#m] damn them all, I was told [E] we'd cruise the seas
[F#] 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 _ [C#] _ _ _ _ Privateers _
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