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The Parting Glass ( Irish, pre-1770′s)
Of all the money ‘ere I had
I spent it in good company
And of all the harm I ever did
Alas it was to none but me
And all I’ve done for want of wit
To memory now I can’t recall
So fill to me the parting glass
Good night and joy be with you all
Of all the friends I ever had
They are sorry at my going away
And all of the sweethearts ‘ere I had
They Would wish me one more day to stay
And though it falls unto my lot
That I should go and you should stay
I will softly rise and gently call
Good night and joy be with you all
Barrett’s Privateers
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’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
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 in Sherbrooke now!
For twenty brave men all fishermen 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
Now I’m a broken man on a Halifax pier,
The last of Barrett’s Privateers.
The Antelope sloop was a sickening sight
How I Wish I was in Sherbrooke now!
She’d a list to the port and her sails in rags
And the cook in scuppers with the staggers and the jags.
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.
On the King’s birthday we put to sea
How I Wish I was in Sherbrooke now!
We were 91 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
Now I’m a broken man on a Halifax pier,
The last of Barrett’s Privateers.
On the 96th day we sailed again
How I Wish I was in Sherbrooke 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.
Now 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 Sherbrooke now!
She was broad and fat and loose in the 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
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 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
Now 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 Sherbrooke now!
Barrett was smashed like a bowl of eggs
And the Maintruck 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
Now I’m a broken man on a Halifax pier,
The last of Barrett’s Privateers.
So here I lay in my 23rd year
How I Wish I was in Sherbrooke now!
It’s been 6 years since we sailed away
And I just made Halifax yesterday.
