The Last Saskatchewan Pirate taby ukulele według Arrogant Worms (Chwyty barytonu)

[Strumming pattern changes through song, but is mostly
D-DUDUDU very quickly]

Intro:
       C                         F      G      C
Well I used to be a farmer and I made a living fine
  F            C          G
I had a little stretch of land along the CP line
    C                                    F     G      C
But times went by and though I tried the money wasn't there
    F                C                G                C
And bankers came and took my land and told me "Fair is Fair"

Am                                 D
I looked for every kind of job the answer always "No",
Am                                 G
"Hire you now" they'd always laugh, "We just let Twenty go!" (Haha)
Am                                 D
The government, they promised me a measley little sum,
Am                                    G
But I've got too much pride to end up just another bum!

        F                                           F      C
Then I thought who gives a damn if all the jobs are gone,
G (let it ring)
I'm gonna be a pirate, on the river Saskatchewan!

Chorus:
           C    (Mute)C   (Mute)F      G        C
And it's a Heave (HO) High (HO) Comin' down the plains,
F                  C          G
Stealin' Wheat and Barley and all the other grains,
           C  (Mute) C    (Mute) F       G       C
And it's a Ho (HEY!) High (HEY!) Farmers bar yer doors,
F                C              G               C
When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores.

(C for 2 Measures)

Verse 1:
                         C             F         G      C
Well you think the local farmers would know that I'm at large,
    F              C              G
But just the other day I found an unprotected barge,
  C                              F         G        C
I snuck up right behind them and they were none the wiser,
  F                   C             G               C
I rammed the ship and sank it and I stole the Ferti-lizer

Am                           D
A Bridge outside of Moosejaw spans the mighty river,
Am                                  G
Farmers cross in so much fear their stomach's are a quiver,
Am                                      D
'Cause they know that Captain Tractor's hiding in the bay,
Am                                         G
I'll jump the bridge and knock em cold and sail off with their Hay!

(CHORUS)

Verse 2:
C                                    F      G     C
Well Mountie Bob he chased me he was always at my throat,
   F               C                    G
He followed on the shorelines 'cause he didn't own a boat,
C                                   F       G        C
But cut-backs were a comin' and the Mountie lost his job,
F                   C              G              C
So now he's sailin' with me and we call him Salty Bob!

Am                                       D
A Swingin' Sword and Skull and Bones are pleasant company,
Am                            G
I never pay my Income Tax and screw the GST (SCREW IT!)
Am                            D
Salin' down to Saskatoon, the Terror of the Sea,
Am                                   G
If you wanna reach the Co-op boy you gotta get by me!

(Chorus)

Verse 3:
C                                    F          G       C
Well pirate life's appealing but you don't just find it here,
F                  C               G
I hear in North Al-berta there's a band of buccaneers,
     C                       F        G    C
They roam the Athabasca from Smith to Port McKay,
           F               C              G                  C
And you're gonna lose your stetson if you have to pass their way.

Am                            D
Well Winter is a comin' and a chill is in the breeze,
Am                               G
My pirate days are over once the river starts to freeze,
Am                                  D
But I'll be back in Spring time but now I have to go,
Am                                     G
I hear there's lots of plundering down in New Mexico!

(Chorus)

Outtro:
           C    (Mute)C   (Mute)F      G        C
And it's a Heave (HO) High (HO) Comin' down the plains,
F                  C          G
Stealin' Wheat and Barley and all the other grains,
           C  (Mute) C    (Mute) F       G       C
And it's a Ho (HEY!) High (HEY!) Farmers bar yer doors,

(slowing lyrics)
F                C              G               C
When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores.
F                C              G               C (let it ring)
When you see the Jolly Roger on Regina's mighty shores.

Haharr... (eh)