The Irish Descendants - Barrett's Privateers lyrics

Oh, the year was 1778, HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW! A letter of marque come from the king, To the scummiest vessel I'd ever seen, CHORUS: 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 . . . For twenty brave men all fishermen who would make for him the Antelope's crew (chorus) The Antelope sloop was a sickening sight, She'd a list to the port and and her sails in rags And the cook in scuppers with the staggers and the jags (chorus) On the King's birthday we put to sea, We were 91 days to Montego Bay Pumping like madmen all the way (chorus) On the 96th day we sailed again, When a bloody great Yankee hove in sight With our cracked four pounders we made to fight (chorus) The Yankee lay low down with gold, She was broad and fat and loose in the stays But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days (chorus) Then at length we stood two cables away, Our cracked four pounders made an awful din But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in (chorus) The Antelope shook and pitched on her side, Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs And the Maintruck carried off both me legs (chorus) So here I lay in my 23rd year, It's been 6 years since we sailed away And I just made Halifax yesterday (chorus)