Privateering

	  		

 


 Am 
Yon's my privateer see how trim she lies 

To every man a lucky hand and to every man a prize 
                                 C          G 
I live to ride the ocean the mighty world around 
 Am                               G              Am 
To take a little plunder and to hear the cannon sound 

    F               C 
To lay with pretty women 
                 G        Dsus2 
to drink Madeira wine 
 Am                                G               Am 
to hear the roller's thunder on a shore that isn't mine 

 Am 
Privateering, we will go 
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho! 
Privateering, we will go 
Yeah! oh! oh! ho! 

 Am 
The people on your man o'war are treated worse than scum 

I'm no flogging Captain my God I've sailed with some 
                               C                G 
Come with me to Barbary we'll ply there up and down 
 Am                               G       Am 
Not quite exactly in the service of the Crown 

    F               C 
To lay with pretty women 
                 G        Dsus2 
to drink Madeira wine 
 Am                                G               Am 
to hear the roller's thunder on a shore that isn't mine 

 Am 
Privateering, we will go 
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho! 
Privateering, we will go 
Yeah! oh! oh! ho! 

 Am 
Look here there's my privateer she's small but she can sting 

Licensed to take prizes with a letter from the King 
                                      C             G 
I love the streets and taverns of a pretty foreign town 
 Am                                       G           Am 
tip my hat to the dark eyed ladies as we sally up and down 

    F               C 
To lay with pretty women 
                 G        Dsus2 
to drink Madeira wine 
 Am                                G               Am 
to hear the roller's thunder on a shore that isn't mine 

 Am 
Privateering, we will go 
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho! 
Privateering, we will go 
Yeah! oh! oh! ho! 

 Am 
Britannia needs her privateers each time she goes to war 

Death to all her enemies no prizes matter more 
                               C                G 
Come with me to Barbary we'll ply there up and down 
 Am                               G       Am 
Not quite exactly in the service of the Crown 

    F               C 
To lay with pretty women 
                 G        Dsus2 
to drink Madeira wine 
 Am                                G               Am 
to hear the roller's thunder on a shore that isn't mine 

 Am 
Privateering, we will go 
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho! 
Privateering, we will go 
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!