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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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan RogersOh 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've 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 / [ Verse 2 ] 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 . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 3 ] The Antelope sloop was a sickening site / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She'd list to the port and her sails in rags / And the cook in the scuppers with the staggers and jags / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 4 ] On the King's birthday we put to sea / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Ninety-one days to Montego Bay / Pumping like madmen all the way / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 5 ] On the ninety-sixth day we sailed again / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / When a great big Yankee hove in sight / With our cracked four-pounders we made to fight / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 6 ] The Yankee lay low down with gold / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / She was broad and fat and loose in stays / But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 7 ] Then at length she stood two cables away / How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now / Our cracked four-pounders made awful din / But with one fat ball the Yank stove us in / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 8 ] 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 me legs / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / [ Verse 9 ] Now 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 made Halifax yesterday / God damn them all . . . .(chorus) / Barrett's Privateers - Stan Rogers