The Last Saskatchewan Pirate – Captain Tractor – letras

Well, I used to be a farmer and I made a living fineI had a little stretch of land along the C. P. lineBut times got tough, and though I tried, the money wasn’t thereThe 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!’ (Ha ha!)The government, they promised me a measly little sumBut I’ve got too much pride to end up just another bumThen I thought, who gives a damn if all the jobs are goneI’m gonna be a pirate on the river Saskatchewan! (Arr!){Refrain:}And it’s a heave (ho!) hi (ho!), coming down the plainsStealing wheat and barley and all the other grainsAnd it’s a ho (hey!) hi (hey!), farmers bar yer doorsWhen you see the Jolly Roger on Regina’s mighty shoresWell, you’d think the local farmers would know that I’m at largeBut just the other day I found an unprotected bargeI snuck up right behind them and they were none the wiserI rammed the ship and sank it and I stole the fertilizerBridge outside of Moose Jaw spans a mighty riverFarmers cross in so much fear, their stomach’s are a-quiver’Cause they know that Captain Tractor’s hiding in the bayI’ll jump the bridge, and knock ’em cold, and sail off with their hay{Refrain}Well, Mountie Bob he chased me, he was always at my throatHe’d follow on the shoreline ’cause he didn’t own a boatBut the cutbacks were a-comin’ and the Mountie lost his jobSo now he’s sailing with me and we call him Salty BobA swingin’ sword, a skull-and-bones, and pleasant companyI never pay my income tax and screw the GST (Screw it!)Prince Albert down to Saskatoon, the terror of the seaIf you wanna reach the co-op, boy, you gotta get by me! (Arr!){Refrain}Well, the pirate life’s appealing but you don’t just find it hereI hear in north Alberta there’s a band of buccaneersThey roam the Athabasca from Smith to Fort MacKayAnd you’re gonna lose your Stetson if you have to pass their wayWell, winter is a-comin’ and a chill is in the breezeMy pirate days are over once the river starts to freezeI’ll be back in springtime, but now I’ve got to goI hear there’s lots of plunderin’ down in New Mexico{Refrain}When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina’s mighty shores! (2x)