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Verse 1 F F G F Well I used to be a farmer and I made a living fine F Dm G I had a little stretch of land along the Cp line F F G F But times were tough and though I tried the money wasn’t there F Dm G And the bankers came and took my land and told me fair is fair Bridge Dm Dm I looked for every kind of job , the answer always no Dm G Hire you now, they’d always laugh, we just let 20 go Dm Dm The government, they promised me a measly little sum Dm G But I’ve got too much pride to end up just another bum F Dm Dm Then I thought who gives a damn if all the jobs are gone
GI’m gonna be a pirate Gon the River Saskatchewan
Chorus F G And it’s a hee (Ho)! Hi (Ho!) F Dm G Comin down the plains F Dm G Stealin wheat and barley and all the other grains F G And it’s a Ho (Hey)! Hi (Hey)! F Dm G Farmers bar your doors Dm F G F When you see the jolly roger on regina’s mighty shores