Standard (EADGBE)

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>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 the 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"

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>The government, they promised me a measly little sum

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>But I've got too much pride to end up just another bum

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>BRIDGE:

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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..." (Arrrrrgh!)

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>CHORUS:

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>'cause it's a Heave! Ho! High! Ho! Coming down the plains

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>Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains

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>And it's a Ho! Hey! High! Hey! Farmers bar your doors

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>When you see the Jolly Rancher on Regina's mighty shores

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>VERSE 2:

>Well you'd think the local farmers would know that I'm at large

>But just the other day I found an unprotected barge

>I snuck up right behind them and they were none the wiser

>I rammed the ship and sank it, and I stole their fertilizer

>A bridge outside of Moose Jaw spans the mighty river

>Farmers cross in so much fear their stomachs are a quiver

>'Cause they know that Tractor Jack is hiding in the bay

>I'll jump the bridge and knock 'em cold and sail off with the hay

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>CHORUS

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>VERSE 3:

>Well Mounty Bob, he chased me, he was always at my throat

>He'd follow on the shore line but he didn't own a boat

>But cutbacks were a comin' so the Mountie lost his job

>So now he's sailin' with me and we call him "Salty Bob"

>A swinging sword a scum 'n bones and pleasant company

>I never pay my income tax, and screw the GST -- "Screw It!"

>Prince Albert down to Saskatoon, the terror of the sea,

>If you want to reach the Co-Op boy, you gotta get by me

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>CHORUS

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>VERSE 4:

>Well pirate life's appealing, but you don't just find me here

>I've heard that in Alberta there's a band of buckeneers

>They roam the Athabasca, from Smith to Fort McKay

>And you're gonna loose your Stetson and if you have to pass their way

>Well winter is a comin' and the chill is in the breeze

>My pirate days are over once the river starts to freeze

>I'll be back in springtime, but now I have to go

>I hear there's lots of plundering down in New Mexico

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>CHORUS X3

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>Also in the middle they do a cool play on words:

>Arrrrrgh...Matey! Get it? Metis?

>Hey thats Rielly funny, you know, like Louis Riel?

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