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Barrett's Privateers

Stan Rogers

Fogarty's Cove

of Barrett's Privateers

Oh Elcid Barrett, cried the town
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
For twenty brave men all fishermen who
Would make for him

to hold
Barrett the Parrot

A speckled egg was rescued from the ground beneath a tree
Fallen from a nest up in the forest canopy
Hatched in a pirate's

Barrett's Privateers

Stan Rogers

Between the Breaks...Live!

of Barrett's Privateers

Oh Elcid Barrett, cried the town
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
For twenty brave men all fishermen who
Would make for him

Barrett's Privateers

Alestorm

Back Through Time

2011

of Barrett's Privateers

Oh, Elcid Barrett cried the town
HOW I WISH I WAS IN SHERBROOKE NOW!
For twenty brave men all fishermen who
would make for him

of Barrett's Privateers

Oh, Elcid Barrett cried the town
How I wish I was in Sherbrooke now
For twenty brave men all fishermen who
Would make up for

all! I was told
We'd sail 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

all! I was told
We'd sail 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

all! I was told
We'd sail 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

all! I was told
We'd sail 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

all! I was told
We'd sail 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

all!

I was told we'd cruise the
Seas for American gold
We'd fire no guns, shed no tears!
I'm a broken man on a Halifax pier
The last of Barrett's

Roll Heaven,
Rock n’ Roll Heaven,
Rock n’ Roll Heaven...

Syd Barrett is singing a song,
Can you hear him here?
Syd Barrett is singing a song,
Can you

You don't love me anymore
You don't love me anymore

I'm lost in my head
I'm in Barrett's world
I'm lost in my head
I'm In Barrett's world

Oh I

[Verse 1: Pastor T. L. Barrett]
He is wonderful
Oh, yes he is
He's really been, he's really been, he's really been
Really been wonderful
He's

of Barrett's Privateers.

Well, Elcid Barrett cried the town
( "How I wish I was in Sherbrook now!")
For twenty brave men all fisherman who
Would make for him

ai fantasmi
Prima di incontrarti ma ora è troppo tardi
Uo dai gas che mi inseguono ghostbusters uo fulmini in aria fra Neil Barrett
Uo cammino con

Orgi paket
AELLY beatte Barrett
Bu boku yapmak istiyorsan
önce gel bi haket

Sizler tam bi fare
Olmuşsunuz avare
Vurdum backhand
Ters yedin o yüzden bu

The Last Man Well Known to Kingpin

Tobin Sprout

Carnival Boy

1996

Madcaps and laughs 
Syd Barrett 
The last man well known to kingpin 
Madcaps and laughs 
Syd Barrett 
But what's in a name? 

Friday June 23rd

Absolute Hatred

Cannibal Corpse

Vile

1996

[Music: Barrett]
[Lyrics: Barrett]

Never leave your nest unguarded
Next of kin the first to go
Absolute hatred cast upon the family
Payback

Barrett's Privateers

The Irish Descendants

We Are the Irish Descendants

2004

The last of Barrett's Privateers. 

Oh, Elcid Barrett cried the town, HOW I WISH I WAS . . . 
For twenty brave men all fishermen who 
Would make for him

Meia noite eu e minha bê, dropadão ouvindo Syd Barrett (5x) 

Baby cê mamando assim as parede muda de cor Tudo fica mais 
leve ô leviosa, não me

a needle like it's cartilage
Cut a knife and draw blood like carnivorous
When I went insane like Syd Barrett
Nothing ever in comparison to the madness
To be

Syd Barrett
C’était lui l'messie
C’était lui l’agneau
Sacrifié comme le
Plus grand des prophètes
Signé un pacte pour une douze
J’y ai donné mon soul

Unless you take this opportunity
cnd do...whatever you have to
cnd he didn't say “Be Polite”

(Barrett) We are not in Church 

(Joe)
You're right Mrs.