Captain Tractor
Captain Tractor - The Last Saskatchewan Pirate gitaar chord
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# Date: Mon, 20 Nov 1995 16:07:14 -0700 From: tcampbel@gpu.srv.ualberta.ca (Tim Campbell) Subject: "THE LAST SASKATCHEWAN PIRATE" -- Captain Tractor THE LAST SASKATCHEWAN PIRATE CAPTAIN TRACTOR (by John Whytock, Trevor Strong, Mike McCormick -- The Worms) transcribed by tcampbel@gpu.srv.ualberta.ca NOTE: Some of the words may be wrong, and some of the words ARE wrong, but this is what I have so far. Please send me corrections... VERSE 1: C F G C Well I used to be a farmer and I made a living fine F C G I had a little stretch of land along the sea behind C F G C But the times went by and though I tried the money wasn't there F C G C And the bankers came and took my land and told me fair is fair Am D I looked for every kind of job the answer always no, Am G "Hire you now" they'd always laugh, "we just let twenty go" Am D The government, they promised me a measily little sum Am G But I've got too much pride to end up just another bum BRIDGE: F C Then I thought "who gives a damn if all the jobs are gone, D G I'm gonna be a pirate on the River Saskatchewan..." CHORUS: C C F G C And it's a Heave! Ho! High! Ho! Coming down the plains F C G Stealing weeds and barley and all the other grains C C F G C And it's a Ho! Hey! High! Hey! Farmers bar your doors F C G C 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 sold the boat to Leiser Bridge outside of Moose Jaw spans the mighty river Farmers rush in so much fear their stomachs are a quiver 'Cause they know that Captain Tractor's hiding in the bay I'll jump the bridge and knock 'em cold and sail with the hay CHORUS VERSE 3: Well Mounty Bob, he chased me, he was always at my throat He followed on the shore line 'cause he didn't own a boat But the cutbacks were a comin' and the Mounty lost his job So now he's sailin' with me and we call him "Salty Bob" A swinging sword is coming home, with pleasant company I never pay my income tax, and screw the GST -- "Screw It!" Sailing down to Saskatoon, the terror of the sea, If you want to reach the Co-Op boy, you gatta get by me CHORUS VERSE 4: Well the pirate life's appealing, but you don't just find me here I hear in North Alberta there's a band of buckeneers They roam the Athabasca, Fort Smith to Fort McKay If your gonna loose your sense and if you have to pass away Well winter is a comin' and the chill is in the breeze My pirate days are over once the river starts to freeze But I'll be back in Spring time, but now I have to go I hear there's lots of blundering down in New Mexico CHORUS X3 --------------------------------------------------------------------------- | //((~;; \\ | | \`_ ,' )) e-mail: | | _~o) '; tcampbel@gpu.srv.ualberta.ca | | ( ) | |(''-___ ,_- www*: | | | | ;---__ http://www.ualberta.ca/~tcampbel/homepage.html | | | )-|===| \ | | ~--|====|~~| --------------------------------------| | |====\\\'._ | *I strongly recomend using a | | |______\ \ \ | graphical web browser when viewing | | |_|__|( ~~---/~\/\ | my page (such as Mosaic, Netscape, | | /~_/____ \ ______--/\/\\_ | or Internet Explorer) | ---------------------------------------------------------------------------