The Last Of The Privateers

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[Verse]

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In the company of thieves, I set out for the plunder
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In search of adventure and tender in years
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I threw in my lot and was cast asunder
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And I joined with the last of the privateers

[Verse]

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Mexican gold and rum from Jamaica
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To the isle of Bermuda to wait out the year
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Then south round the Horn and the Devil can take her
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It was all in a day for a privateer

[Instrumental]

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[Verse]

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I took no advance in pay or promotion
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Squandered my share until it was gone
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I answered to no man, whatever his station
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And I lived out the dream to follow the sun

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For those dark-skinned beauties, my heart is still yearning
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With a smile for a rogue, they would sing us ashore
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With wine and strong liquor and young blood a-burning
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I would give up a ransom to see them once more

[Instrumental]

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[Verse]

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I'll ship onboard a Nantucket Trader
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And follow the course, whichever she steers
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South to the Indies, by chance to Bermuda
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And I'll bid farewell to the privateers

[Verse]

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So be cheery my friends, don't be down-hearted
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Drink a health to the man who throws away cares
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Lift your glass and be merry before we are parted
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Bid adieu to the last of the privateers

[Instrumental]

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[Verse]

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Strike up a fiddle, if you've a notion
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And lay me down easy under the stars
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Give me up to the deep of a dark rolling ocean
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Say farewell to the last of the privateers