No matter what you've lost Be it a home, a love, a friend Like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again.
And you to whom adversity has dealt the final blow With smiling bastards lying to you everywhere you go
God damn them all! I was told we'd cruise the seas for American gold we'd fire no guns -- shed no tears! Now I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier The last of Barrett's Privateers.
Race the roaring Fraser to the sea.
Seeking gold and glory, leaving weathered, broken bones And a long-forgotten lonely cairn of stones.
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Oh, the year was seventeen seventy-eight (how I wish I was in Sherbrooke now!)
Ah, for just one time I would take the Northwest Passage To find the hand of Franklin reaching for the Beaufort Sea Tracing one warm line through a land so wide and savage And make a northwest passage to the sea.