Oh, I used to be a farmer and I made a living fine I had a little stretch of land along the CP line But times were hard and though I tried, the money wasn´t there
And the 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
Yeah it´s a heave-ho, hi-ho Coming down the plains Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains
And it´s a ho-hey, hi-hey Farmers bar your doors When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina´s mighty shores
Well you think the locals 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 their ship, and sank it, and I stole their fertilizer A bridge outside of Moose Jaw spans a mighty river Farmers cross in so much fear, their stomachs are a-quiver ´Cause they know the Captain Yarr is hiding in the bay
I´ll jump the bridge and knock them cold and sail off with their hay
Yeah it´s a heave-ho, hi-ho Coming down the plains Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains And it´s a ho-hey, hi-hey Farmers bar your doors When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina´s mighty shores
Well Mountie Bob he chased me, he was always at my throat He´d follow on the shoreline ´cause he didn´t own a boat But cutbacks were a-coming and the Mountie lost his job
So now he´s sailing with us and we call him Little Bob A swingin´ sword, a skull n´ bones, and pleasant company I never pay my income tax and screw the GST, screw it Saling down to Saskatoon, the terror of the seas If ya wanna reach the Co-op, boy, you gotta get by me
Yeah it´s a heave-ho, hi-ho Coming down the plains Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains And it´s a ho-hey, hi-hey Farmers bar your doors When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina´s mighty shores
Well, pirate life´s appealing, but you don´t just find it here I hear in north Alberta, there´s a band of buccaneers They roam the Athabasca, from Smith to Fort McKay And you´re gonna lose your Stetson if you have to pass their way Well winter is a-coming and a chill is in the breeze Our 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
Yeah t´s a heave-ho, hi-ho Coming down the plains
Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains And it´s a ho-hey, hi-hey Farmers bar your doors When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina´s mighty shores Cause it´s a heave-ho, hi-ho Coming down the plains Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains And it´s a ho-hey, hi-hey Farmers bar your doors When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina´s mighty shores Yeah it´s a heave-ho, hi-ho Coming down the plains Stealing wheat and barley and all the other grains
And it´s a ho-hey, hi-hey Farmers bar your doors When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina´s mighty shores When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina´s mighty shores When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina´s mighty shores Regina
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