Captain Tractor - Last Saskatchewan Pirate
(written by Arrogant Worms but I like CT version better!)


Verse

  C                         F      G      C
I used to be a farmer and I made a livin' fine

  F            C               G
I had a little stretch of land along the C.P. line

    C                                    F     G      C
But times went by and though I tried the money wasn't there

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And bankers came and took my land and told me fair is fair


Bridge

Am                                  Dm
I looked for every kind of job, the answer always no

Am                                    G
"Hire you now" they always laughed we just let twenty go

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The government they promised me a measly little sum

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But I've got to much pride to end up just another bum

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Then I thought who gives a damn if all the jobs are gone

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I'm going to be a pirate on the River Saskatchewan


Chorus

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Cause it's a heave, ho, high, ho, comin' down the plains

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Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains

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It's a ho, hay, hi, hay, farmers bar your doors

         F             C        G               C
When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores


Verse

Well you'd think the local farmer's 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 Moosejaw spans a 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 them cold and sail off with their hay


(Chorus)

Verse

Well mounty Bob he chased me, he was always at my throat
He'd follow on the shore line but he didn't own a boat
But cut-backs were a comin' and the mounty lost his job
So now he's sailin' with me and we call him Salty Bob

A swingin' sword, a scum 'n' bones and pleasant company
I never pay my income tax and screw the G.S.T. (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

(Chorus)

Well pirate life's appealing but you don't just find it here
I've heard that in Alberta there's a band of buccaneer's
They roam the Athabaska from Smith to Fort McKay
You're gonna loose your Stetson if you have to pass their way

Well winter is a comin' and a chill is in the breeze
My pirate days are over when the river starts to freeze
I'll be back in sring time, but now I have to go
I heard there's lots of plunderin' down in New Mexico

(Chorus)

(Chorus w/out guitar)