Karaoké The Last Saskatchewan Pirate The Arrogant Worms

I used to be a farmer and I made a livin' fine

I had a little stretch of land along the CP line

But 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

Now I looked for every kind of job

The answer always No

Hire you now

They always laughed

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

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

I'm gonna be a pirate on the river Saskatchewan

'Cos it's a Heave-ho

Hi-ho

Comin' down the plains

Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains

It's a Ho-hey

Hi-hey

Farmers bar your doors

When you see the Jolly Rodger on Regina's mighty shores

Well you 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 the fertilizer

A bridge outside of Moose Jaw spans the mighty river

Farmers cross with so much fear their stomach are a-quiver

Because they know that Tractor Jack is hidin' in the bay

I'll jump the bridge and knock 'em cold and sail off with their hay

'Cos it's a Heave-ho

Hi-ho

Comin' down the plains

Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains

It's a Ho-hey

Hi-hey

Farmers bar your doors

When you see the Jolly Rodger on Regina's mighty shores

Well Mountie Bob he chased me

He was always at my throat

He followed on the shore lines but he didn't own a boat

But cutbacks were a-comin' so the Mountie lost his job

So now he's sailin' with me and we call him Salty Bob

A swingin' sword and skull and bones and pleasant company

I never pay my income tax and screw the GST

Prince Albert down to Saskatoon

I'm the terror of the sea

If you wanna reach the co-op boy you gotta get by me

'Cos it's a Heave-ho

Hi-ho

Comin' down the plains

Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains

It's a Ho-hey

Hi-hey

Farmers bar your doors

When you see the Jolly Rodger on Regina's mighty shores

Arr Metis

Get it

Matey

Well pirate life's appealin' but you don't just find it here

I hear that in North Alberta there's a band of buccaneers

They roam the Athabasca from Smith to Fort McKay

And you're gonna lose your Stetson if you have to pass their way

Well winter is a-comin' and a chill is in the breeze

Our pirate days are over once the river starts to freeze

I'll be back in spring time but now I have to go

I hear there's lots of plunderin' down in New Mexico

'Cos it's a Heave-ho

Hi-ho

Comin' down the plains

Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains

It's a Ho-hey

Hi-hey

Farmers bar your doors

When you see the Jolly Rodger on Regina's mighty shores

It's a Heave-ho

Hi-ho

Comin' down the plains

Stealin' wheat and barley and all the other grains

It's a Ho-hey

Hi-hey

Farmers bar your doors

When you see the Jolly Rodger on Regina's mighty shores

When you see the Jolly Rodger on Regina's mighty shores