The Last Saskatchewan Pirate   Captain Tractor

VERSE 1:
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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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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!)

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


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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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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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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