歌詞
Oh, the year was 1778
How I wish I was in Edinburgh now!
A letter of mark came from the King
To the scummiest vessel I'd 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
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers
Well, Elcid Barrett cried the town
How I wish I was in Edinburgh now!
For twenty brave men all fisherman who
Would make for him the Antelope's crew
God damn them all! I was told
We'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers
The Antelope's sloop was a sickening sight
How I wish I was in Edinburgh now!
She had 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 cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers
On the King's birthday we put to sea
How I wish I was in Edinburgh now!
It was ninety one days to Montego Bay
Pumping like madmen all the way
God damn them all! I was told
We'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers
On the ninety sixth day we sailed again
How I wish I was in Edinburgh now!
When a 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
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 was in Edinburgh now!
She was broad and fat and loose in stays
But to catch her took the Antelope two whole days
God damn them all! I was told
We'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers
Then at length we stood two cables away
How I wish I was in Edinburgh now!
Our cracked four-pounders made an awful din
But with one fat ball the Yank stove 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
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 Edinburgh now!
Well Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs
And the main truck carried off both me legs
God damn them all! I was told
We'd cruise the seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers
So here I sit in my twenty-third year
How I wish I was in Edinburgh now!
It's been six years since I sailed away
And I just 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
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers
Written by: Stan Rogers
