Well I used to be a farmer and I made a living fine,
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I had a little stretch of land along the CP line,
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But times went by and though I tried the money wasn't there,
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And bankers came and took my land and told me "Fair is Fair".
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I looked for every kind of job the answer always "No",
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"Hire you now" they'd always laugh, "We just let Twenty go!" (Haha)
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The government, they promised me a measley little sum,
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But I've got too much pride to end up just another bum!
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Then I thought who gives a damn if all the jobs are gone,
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I'm gonna be a pirate, on the river Saskatchewan!
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And it's a Heave (HO) High (HO) Comin' down the plains,
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Stealin' Wheat and Bareley and all the other grains,
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And it's a Ho (HEY!) High (HEY!) Farmers bar yer doors,
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When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores.
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Well you think the local farmers would know that I'm at large,
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But just the other day I found an unprotected barge,
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I snuck up right behind them and they were none the wiser,
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I rammed the ship and sank it and I stole the Fertilizer
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A Bridge outside of Moosejaw spans a mighty river,
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Farmers cross in so much fear their stomach's are a quiver,
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'Cause they know that Tractor Jack's a-hiding in the bay,
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I'll jump the bridge and knock em cold and sail off with their Hay!
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Chorus
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Well Mountie Bob he chased me he was always at my throat,
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He followed on the shorelines 'cause he didn't own a boat,
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But cut-backs were a comin' and the Mountie lost his job,
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So now he's sailin' with me and we call him Salty Bob!
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A Swingin' Sword and Skull and Bones are pleasant company,
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I never pay my Income Tax and screw the GST (SCREW IT!)
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Salin' down to Saskatoon the Terror of the Sea,
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If you wanna reach the Co-op boy you gotta get by me!
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Well pirate life's appealing but you don't just find it here,
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I've heard that in Alberta there's a band of Buckaneers,
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They rome the althabaska from Smith to North McKay,
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And you're gonna lose your Stetson if you have to pass their way.
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Well Winter is a comin' and a chill is in the breeze,
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My pirate days are over once the river starts to freeze,
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But I'll be back in Spring time but now I have to go,
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I hear there's lots of plunderin' down in New Mexico.
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And it's a Heave (HO!) Hi (HO!) Comin' down the plains,
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Stealin' Wheat and Barley and all the other grains,
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And it's it's a Ho (HEY!) Hi (HEY!) Farmers bar yer doors,
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When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores.
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(Repeat)
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When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores
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When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores
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A-har!
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The Last Saskatchewan Pirate
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| The Arrogant Worms |
