The Last Saskatchewan 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 BRIDGE: Then I thought who gives a damn if all the jobs are gone, I'm gonna be a pirate on the River Saskatchewan CHORUS: 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 Rogger 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 CHORUS Well Mounty Bob, he chased me, he was always at my throat He'd follow on the shore line cause he didn't own a boat But cutbacks were a comin' so the Mountie lost his job and 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 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 buckeneers They roam the Athabasca, and sail 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 CHORUS Twice When you see the jolly roger on Regina's mighty shore