Privateering

 Am
Yon's my privateer see how trim she 
lies

To every man a lucky hand and to 
every man a prize
                                 C 
I live to ride the ocean the mighty
         G
 world around
 Am                               
To take a little plunder and to 
G              Am
hear the cannon sound

    F               C
To lay with pretty women
                 G        Dsus2
to drink Madeira wine
 Am                              
to hear the roller's thunder on a 
  G               Am
shore that isn't mine


[Chorus]

 Am
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!


[Verse]

 Am
The people on your man o'war are 
treated worse than scum

I'm no flogging Captain my God I've 
sailed with some
                               C 
Come with me to Barbary we'll ply 
               G
there up and down
 Am                               
Not quite exactly in the service 
G       Am
of the Crown

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    F               C
To lay with pretty women
                 G        Dsus2
to drink Madeira wine
 Am                              
to hear the roller's thunder on a 
  G               Am
shore that isn't mine


[Chorus]

 Am
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!


[Verse 3]

 Am
Look here there's my privateer she's
 small but she can sting

Licensed to take prizes with a 
letter from the King
I love the streets and taverns of a 
  C             G
pretty foreign town
 Am                                
tip my hat to the dark eyed ladies 
       G           Am
as we sally up and down

    F               C
To lay with pretty women
                 G        Dsus2
to drink Madeira wine
 Am                              
to hear the roller's thunder on a 
  G               Am
shore that isn't mine


[Chorus]

 Am
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!


[Verse 4]

 Am
Britannia needs her privateers each 
time she goes to war

Death to all her enemies no prizes 
matter more
                               C 
Come with me to Barbary we'll ply 
               G
there up and down
 Am                               
Not quite exactly in the service 
G       Am
of the Crown

    F               C
To lay with pretty women
                 G        Dsus2
to drink Madeira wine
 Am                              
to hear the roller's thunder on a 
  G               Am
shore that isn't mine


[Chorus]

 Am
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!