Stan Rogers’ sea shanty concludes:
And here I lay in my twenty-third year.
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!
It’s been six years since we sailed away
And I just made Halifax yesterday.
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.
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