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Lyric The Last Sakatchewan Pirate


Well I used to be a farmer and I made a living fine
I had a little stretch of land along the CP line
But the times went by and though I tried the money wasn t there
And bankers came and took my land and told me fair is fair
I looked for every kind of job the answer always no,
"Hire you now" they d always laugh, "we just let twenty go"
The government, they promised me a measly little sum
But I ve got too much pride to end up just another bum
Then I thought "who gives a damn if all the jobs are gone,
I m gonna be a pirate on the River Saskatchewan..."(Arrrrrgh!)

Cause it s a Heave!Ho! High!Ho!Coming down the plains
Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains
And it s a Ho!Hey!High!Hey!Farmers bar your doors
When you see the Jolly Rancher on Regina s mighty shores

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

Cause it s a Heave!Ho! High!Ho!Coming down the plains
Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains
And it s a Ho!Hey!High!Hey!Farmers bar your doors
When you see the Jolly Rancher on Regina s mighty shores

Well Mountie Bob, he chased me, he was always at my throat
He d follow on the shoreline 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

Cause it s a Heave!Ho! High!Ho!Coming down the plains
Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains
And it s a Ho!Hey!High!Hey!Farmers bar your doors
When you see the Jolly Rancher on Regina s mighty shores


Well pirate life s appealing, but you don t just find me here
I ve heard that in Alberta there s a band of buccaneers
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

Cause it s a Heave!Ho! High!Ho!Coming down the plains
Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains
And it s a Ho!Hey!High!Hey!Farmers bar your doors
When you see the Jolly Rancher on Regina s mighty shores

Cause it s a Heave!Ho! High!Ho!Coming down the plains
Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains
And it s a Ho!Hey!High!Hey!Farmers bar your doors
When you see the Jolly Rancher on Regina s mighty shores

Cause it s a Heave!Ho! High!Ho!Coming down the plains
Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains
And it s a Ho!Hey!High!Hey!Farmers bar your doors
When you see the Jolly Rancher on Regina s mighty shores

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