Chords for We Are Ye Banished Privateers
Tempo:
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Chords used:
Dm
C
Bb
F
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Dm] [Bb] [C]
[Dm] In a filthy old tavern in the port of [Bb] Belfast, [C] there sat a drunken [Dm] laddie who was tall as
a school bus.
He said, My name is Charles, and I am your king, [Bb] and my [Am] royal arse on your ship you [Dm] shall bring.
Well, I said, You sure can swagger, but a king you are not, [Bb] and if [F] I had that [Dm] fucker
here, I sure am shot.
Well, I need one more swabber, and we're leaving [Bb] tonight, and you'll [C] find the pay [Dm] is good.
Can you sail?
We are [Dm] your bad [Bb] privateers, we are king [C] Charles, if all of [Dm] us your sailors despair.
We [C] are [Dm] your bad [Bb] privateers, we'll be hanged by [C] the neck if [Dm] there ain't none who's fair.
[C] Charlie was a weak one, [Dm] a wheel worth his brick.
He threw up all [C] the time, cause [Dm] the salt made him sick.
[C] And when we were plundering [Dm] a rich merchant's ship, [Bb] he ran [C] into hiding, [Dm] crambling his lip.
[F] But sea [C] life's good though, [Gm] I'm the weakest [Dm] of lads.
[Bb] It turned out [C] some talon [Dm] in fencing [F] I had.
[C] But once I [Gm] grew fond of the pirate [Dm] trade, [Bb] I [Dm] be the first to dive into the fray.
We are [Dm] your bad [Bb] privateers, [C] we are king Charles, if all of [Dm] us your sailors despair.
We [F] are [Am] your bad [Dm] privateers, [Bb] we'll be hanged [C] by the neck [Dm] if there ain't none who's fair.
[F] We roamed [C] all [Dm] over the seven seas, [Bb] we plundered [C] wherever [Dm] the riches may be.
[F] From the coast [C] of Tudruga [Dm] to the shores of Cape Horn, [Bb] we looted [C] and [Dm] pillaged for four and more.
[F] [C] We plodded here [Gm] and [Bb] plodded all around.
And Charlie, [C] the more [Dm] vicious pirate we've become, the one who [Gm] we love least, so fearful [Dm] and brave.
[Bb] We [C] have most [Dm] to the rank of first place.
We [Am] are your bad [Dm] privateers, [Bb] we are king [Em] Charles, if all [Dm] of us your sailors despair.
We [Am] are your bad [Dm] privateers, we'll be hanged [C] by the neck [Dm] if there ain't none who's fair.
[F]
[C] [Dm] [Bb] [Am] [Dm] [F]
[C] [Dm] [Bb] [C] [Dm] Our [Am] teaching so [Gm] good has [Dm] come to [Bb] an end.
And [C] Charlie, [Dm] a lair from England was sent.
[C] It turned out [Gm] that rascal [Dm] was truly our king.
[C] Return from his [Dm] exile, you were a friend of Frank.
I gave [Am] a blessing [Gm] to Rome and [Dm] I said,
[Bb] Hey, [Dm] any wager in gold you'll be paid.
But back [C] home from England [Bb] you cannot [Dm] return.
[Bb] For you, [C] a scum [Dm] of the earth I have learned.
We [C] are your bad [Dm] [Bb] privateers, we are king [C] Charles, [Dm] if all of us your sailors despair.
[F] We [Am] are your [Dm] bad [Bb] privateers, we'll be [C] hanged by the neck [Dm] if there ain't none who's fair.
We are your [Bb] bad privateers, we are king Charles, if all of us your sailors [Dm] despair.
We are your bad [Bb] privateers, we'll be hanged by [Gm] the neck if there ain't none [Dm] who's fair.
[C] [Dm] We are divided by [Bb] the fears, the [C] young and [Dm] childish, poor, worst, the sailor, the smith.
We [C] are divided by [Bb] the fears, [C] we'll be hurt by [Dm] the next generation, [G] we still.
[N]
[Dm] In a filthy old tavern in the port of [Bb] Belfast, [C] there sat a drunken [Dm] laddie who was tall as
a school bus.
He said, My name is Charles, and I am your king, [Bb] and my [Am] royal arse on your ship you [Dm] shall bring.
Well, I said, You sure can swagger, but a king you are not, [Bb] and if [F] I had that [Dm] fucker
here, I sure am shot.
Well, I need one more swabber, and we're leaving [Bb] tonight, and you'll [C] find the pay [Dm] is good.
Can you sail?
We are [Dm] your bad [Bb] privateers, we are king [C] Charles, if all of [Dm] us your sailors despair.
We [C] are [Dm] your bad [Bb] privateers, we'll be hanged by [C] the neck if [Dm] there ain't none who's fair.
[C] Charlie was a weak one, [Dm] a wheel worth his brick.
He threw up all [C] the time, cause [Dm] the salt made him sick.
[C] And when we were plundering [Dm] a rich merchant's ship, [Bb] he ran [C] into hiding, [Dm] crambling his lip.
[F] But sea [C] life's good though, [Gm] I'm the weakest [Dm] of lads.
[Bb] It turned out [C] some talon [Dm] in fencing [F] I had.
[C] But once I [Gm] grew fond of the pirate [Dm] trade, [Bb] I [Dm] be the first to dive into the fray.
We are [Dm] your bad [Bb] privateers, [C] we are king Charles, if all of [Dm] us your sailors despair.
We [F] are [Am] your bad [Dm] privateers, [Bb] we'll be hanged [C] by the neck [Dm] if there ain't none who's fair.
[F] We roamed [C] all [Dm] over the seven seas, [Bb] we plundered [C] wherever [Dm] the riches may be.
[F] From the coast [C] of Tudruga [Dm] to the shores of Cape Horn, [Bb] we looted [C] and [Dm] pillaged for four and more.
[F] [C] We plodded here [Gm] and [Bb] plodded all around.
And Charlie, [C] the more [Dm] vicious pirate we've become, the one who [Gm] we love least, so fearful [Dm] and brave.
[Bb] We [C] have most [Dm] to the rank of first place.
We [Am] are your bad [Dm] privateers, [Bb] we are king [Em] Charles, if all [Dm] of us your sailors despair.
We [Am] are your bad [Dm] privateers, we'll be hanged [C] by the neck [Dm] if there ain't none who's fair.
[F]
[C] [Dm] [Bb] [Am] [Dm] [F]
[C] [Dm] [Bb] [C] [Dm] Our [Am] teaching so [Gm] good has [Dm] come to [Bb] an end.
And [C] Charlie, [Dm] a lair from England was sent.
[C] It turned out [Gm] that rascal [Dm] was truly our king.
[C] Return from his [Dm] exile, you were a friend of Frank.
I gave [Am] a blessing [Gm] to Rome and [Dm] I said,
[Bb] Hey, [Dm] any wager in gold you'll be paid.
But back [C] home from England [Bb] you cannot [Dm] return.
[Bb] For you, [C] a scum [Dm] of the earth I have learned.
We [C] are your bad [Dm] [Bb] privateers, we are king [C] Charles, [Dm] if all of us your sailors despair.
[F] We [Am] are your [Dm] bad [Bb] privateers, we'll be [C] hanged by the neck [Dm] if there ain't none who's fair.
We are your [Bb] bad privateers, we are king Charles, if all of us your sailors [Dm] despair.
We are your bad [Bb] privateers, we'll be hanged by [Gm] the neck if there ain't none [Dm] who's fair.
[C] [Dm] We are divided by [Bb] the fears, the [C] young and [Dm] childish, poor, worst, the sailor, the smith.
We [C] are divided by [Bb] the fears, [C] we'll be hurt by [Dm] the next generation, [G] we still.
[N]
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_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ [C] _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ In a filthy old tavern in the port of [Bb] Belfast, [C] there sat a drunken [Dm] laddie who was tall as
a school bus.
He said, My name is Charles, and I am your king, [Bb] and my [Am] royal arse on your ship you [Dm] shall bring.
Well, I said, You sure can swagger, but a king you are not, [Bb] and if [F] I had that [Dm] fucker
here, I sure am shot.
Well, I need one more swabber, and we're leaving [Bb] tonight, and you'll [C] find the pay [Dm] is good.
Can you sail?
_ _ We are [Dm] your bad [Bb] privateers, we are king [C] Charles, if all of [Dm] us your sailors despair.
We [C] are [Dm] your bad [Bb] privateers, we'll be hanged by [C] the neck if [Dm] there ain't none who's fair.
[C] Charlie was a weak one, [Dm] a wheel worth his brick.
He threw up all [C] the time, cause [Dm] the salt made him sick.
[C] And when we were plundering [Dm] a rich merchant's ship, [Bb] he ran [C] into hiding, [Dm] crambling his lip.
[F] But sea [C] life's good though, [Gm] I'm the weakest [Dm] of lads.
[Bb] It turned out [C] some talon [Dm] in fencing [F] I had.
[C] But once I [Gm] grew fond of the pirate [Dm] trade, [Bb] I [Dm] be the first to dive into the fray.
We are [Dm] your bad [Bb] privateers, [C] we are king Charles, if all of [Dm] us your sailors despair.
We [F] are [Am] your bad [Dm] privateers, [Bb] we'll be hanged [C] by the neck [Dm] if there ain't none who's fair.
[F] We roamed [C] all [Dm] over the seven seas, [Bb] we plundered [C] wherever [Dm] the riches may be.
[F] From the coast [C] of Tudruga [Dm] to the shores of Cape Horn, [Bb] we looted [C] and [Dm] pillaged for four and more.
[F] [C] We plodded here [Gm] and [Bb] plodded all around.
And Charlie, [C] the more [Dm] vicious pirate we've become, the one who [Gm] we love least, so fearful [Dm] and brave.
[Bb] We [C] have most [Dm] to the rank of first place.
We [Am] are your bad [Dm] privateers, [Bb] we are king [Em] Charles, if all [Dm] of us your sailors despair.
We [Am] are your bad [Dm] privateers, we'll be hanged [C] by the neck [Dm] if there ain't none who's fair.
_ [F] _
[C] _ [Dm] _ [Bb] _ [Am] _ [Dm] _ _ _ [F] _
[C] _ [Dm] _ [Bb] _ [C] _ [Dm] _ Our [Am] teaching so [Gm] good has [Dm] come to [Bb] an end.
And [C] Charlie, [Dm] a lair from England was sent.
[C] It turned out [Gm] that rascal [Dm] was truly our king.
[C] Return from his [Dm] exile, you were a friend of Frank.
I gave [Am] a blessing [Gm] to Rome and [Dm] I said,
[Bb] Hey, [Dm] any wager in gold you'll be paid.
But back [C] home from England [Bb] you cannot [Dm] return.
[Bb] For you, [C] a scum [Dm] of the earth I have learned.
_ We [C] are your bad [Dm] [Bb] privateers, we are king [C] Charles, [Dm] if all of us your sailors despair.
[F] We [Am] are your [Dm] bad [Bb] privateers, we'll be [C] hanged by the neck [Dm] if there ain't none who's fair.
We are your [Bb] bad privateers, we are king Charles, if all of us your sailors [Dm] despair.
We are your bad [Bb] privateers, we'll be hanged by [Gm] the neck if there ain't none [Dm] who's fair.
_ [C] [Dm] We are divided by [Bb] the fears, the [C] young and [Dm] childish, poor, worst, the sailor, the smith.
We [C] are divided by [Bb] the fears, [C] we'll be hurt by [Dm] the next generation, [G] we still. _ _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ In a filthy old tavern in the port of [Bb] Belfast, [C] there sat a drunken [Dm] laddie who was tall as
a school bus.
He said, My name is Charles, and I am your king, [Bb] and my [Am] royal arse on your ship you [Dm] shall bring.
Well, I said, You sure can swagger, but a king you are not, [Bb] and if [F] I had that [Dm] fucker
here, I sure am shot.
Well, I need one more swabber, and we're leaving [Bb] tonight, and you'll [C] find the pay [Dm] is good.
Can you sail?
_ _ We are [Dm] your bad [Bb] privateers, we are king [C] Charles, if all of [Dm] us your sailors despair.
We [C] are [Dm] your bad [Bb] privateers, we'll be hanged by [C] the neck if [Dm] there ain't none who's fair.
[C] Charlie was a weak one, [Dm] a wheel worth his brick.
He threw up all [C] the time, cause [Dm] the salt made him sick.
[C] And when we were plundering [Dm] a rich merchant's ship, [Bb] he ran [C] into hiding, [Dm] crambling his lip.
[F] But sea [C] life's good though, [Gm] I'm the weakest [Dm] of lads.
[Bb] It turned out [C] some talon [Dm] in fencing [F] I had.
[C] But once I [Gm] grew fond of the pirate [Dm] trade, [Bb] I [Dm] be the first to dive into the fray.
We are [Dm] your bad [Bb] privateers, [C] we are king Charles, if all of [Dm] us your sailors despair.
We [F] are [Am] your bad [Dm] privateers, [Bb] we'll be hanged [C] by the neck [Dm] if there ain't none who's fair.
[F] We roamed [C] all [Dm] over the seven seas, [Bb] we plundered [C] wherever [Dm] the riches may be.
[F] From the coast [C] of Tudruga [Dm] to the shores of Cape Horn, [Bb] we looted [C] and [Dm] pillaged for four and more.
[F] [C] We plodded here [Gm] and [Bb] plodded all around.
And Charlie, [C] the more [Dm] vicious pirate we've become, the one who [Gm] we love least, so fearful [Dm] and brave.
[Bb] We [C] have most [Dm] to the rank of first place.
We [Am] are your bad [Dm] privateers, [Bb] we are king [Em] Charles, if all [Dm] of us your sailors despair.
We [Am] are your bad [Dm] privateers, we'll be hanged [C] by the neck [Dm] if there ain't none who's fair.
_ [F] _
[C] _ [Dm] _ [Bb] _ [Am] _ [Dm] _ _ _ [F] _
[C] _ [Dm] _ [Bb] _ [C] _ [Dm] _ Our [Am] teaching so [Gm] good has [Dm] come to [Bb] an end.
And [C] Charlie, [Dm] a lair from England was sent.
[C] It turned out [Gm] that rascal [Dm] was truly our king.
[C] Return from his [Dm] exile, you were a friend of Frank.
I gave [Am] a blessing [Gm] to Rome and [Dm] I said,
[Bb] Hey, [Dm] any wager in gold you'll be paid.
But back [C] home from England [Bb] you cannot [Dm] return.
[Bb] For you, [C] a scum [Dm] of the earth I have learned.
_ We [C] are your bad [Dm] [Bb] privateers, we are king [C] Charles, [Dm] if all of us your sailors despair.
[F] We [Am] are your [Dm] bad [Bb] privateers, we'll be [C] hanged by the neck [Dm] if there ain't none who's fair.
We are your [Bb] bad privateers, we are king Charles, if all of us your sailors [Dm] despair.
We are your bad [Bb] privateers, we'll be hanged by [Gm] the neck if there ain't none [Dm] who's fair.
_ [C] [Dm] We are divided by [Bb] the fears, the [C] young and [Dm] childish, poor, worst, the sailor, the smith.
We [C] are divided by [Bb] the fears, [C] we'll be hurt by [Dm] the next generation, [G] we still. _ _ _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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