how I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!
When a letter of Mark came from the king,
to the scummiest vessel I've ever seen,
I was told we'd cruise the seas
we'd fire no guns, shed no tears!
the last to bear its privateers!
Oh, well, sit bare it cried the town
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
Who wouldn't make for him
I was told we'd cruise the seas
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears
The last to bear its privateers
Oh, the antelope sloop was
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
She lists to the port with her sails in rags
And the cooks and the scuppers
with the staggers and jags
I was told we'd cruise the seas
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears
the last to bear its privateers.
On the king's birthday we put to sea,
how I wish I was in Sherbrooke now.
We were 91 days to Montego Bay,
pumpin' like madmen all the way,
I was told we'd cruise the seas
we'd fire no guns, shed no tears.
The last to bear its privateers.
On the 96th day we sailed again,
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now.
When a bloody great Yankee hove in sight,
-pounders we made to fight,
I was told we'd cruise the seas
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears.
the last of Barrett's privateers
Oh, the Yankee lay low down with gold,
how I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
She was broad and fat and
the antelope two whole days
I was told we'd cruise the seas
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears
Now 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 Sherbrooke now
Our cracked four -pounders made an awful din,
but with one fat ball the Yanks stove us in
I was told we'd cruise the seas
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears
The last of Barrett's privateers
Oh, the antelope shook and
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
And Barrett was smashed like
And the main truck carried off both me legs
I was told we'd cruise the seas
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears
The last to bear its privateers
So here I lay in my 23rd year
I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
It's been six years since we sailed away
And I just made Halifax yesterday
I was told we'd cruise the seas
we'd fire no guns, shed no tears
Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's privateers