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Privateering by Mark Knopfler
Privateering
Capo: 3rd fret
[Verse]
Am
Yon's my privateer see how trim she lies
To every man a lucky hand and to every man a prize
C G
I live to ride the ocean the mighty world around
Am G Am
To take a little plunder and to hear the cannon sound
F C
To lay with pretty women
G Dsus2
to drink Madeira wine
Am G Am
to hear the roller's thunder on a shore that isn't mine
[Chorus]
Am
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!
[Verse]
Am
The people on your man o'war are treated worse than scum
I'm no flogging Captain my God I've sailed with some
C G
Come with me to Barbary we'll ply there up and down
Am G Am
Not quite exactly in the service of the Crown
F C
To lay with pretty women
G Dsus2
to drink Madeira wine
Am G Am
to hear the roller's thunder on a shore that isn't mine
[Chorus]
Am
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!
[Verse 3]
Am
Look here there's my privateer she's small but she can sting
Licensed to take prizes with a letter from the King
C G
I love the streets and taverns of a pretty foreign town
Am G Am
tip my hat to the dark eyed ladies as we sally up and down
F C
To lay with pretty women
G Dsus2
to drink Madeira wine
Am G Am
to hear the roller's thunder on a shore that isn't mine
[Chorus]
Am
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!
[Verse 4]
Am
Britannia needs her privateers each time she goes to war
Death to all her enemies no prizes matter more
C G
Come with me to Barbary we'll ply there up and down
Am G Am
Not quite exactly in the service of the Crown
F C
To lay with pretty women
G Dsus2
to drink Madeira wine
Am G Am
to hear the roller's thunder on a shore that isn't mine
[Chorus]
Am
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!
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version 2
Time: 2/4
Key: C Minor
Capo: 3 fret
| Am | % | % | % | Am | % | G | Am |
| Am | % | % | % | Am | % | G | Am |
| Am | % | % | % |
| Am | % |
Am
Yon’s my privateer
See how trim she lies
To every man a lucky hand
And every man a prize
I live to ride the ocean
C G Am
The mighty world around
C
To take a little plunder
G Am
And to hear the cannon sound
F C
To lay with pretty women
G D/F#
To drink Madeira wine
Am C
To hear the rollers thunder
G Am
On a shore that isn’t mine
Am
Privateering we will go
Privateering, yo ho hoho
Privateering we will go
Yo ho ho, yo ho ho
| Am | % | G | Am |
| Am | % | % | % |
Am
The people on your man o’ war
Are treated worse than scum
I’m no flogging captain
And by God I’ve sailed with some
Come with me to Barbary
C G Am
We’ll ply there up and down
C
Not quite exactly
G Am
In the service of the Crown
F C
To lay with pretty women
G D/F#
To drink Madeira wine
Am C
To hear the rollers thunder
G Am
On a shore that isn’t mine
Am
Privateering we will go
Privateering, yo ho hoho
Privateering we will go
Yo ho ho, yo ho ho
| Am | % | % | % |
| Am | % | % | D5 |
| Am | % | % | % |
| Am | % | % | % | repeat
Am
Look’ee there’s my privateer
She’s small but she can sting
Licensed to take prizes
With a letter from the King
I love the streets and taverns
C G
Of a pretty foreign town
Am C
Tip my hat to the dark-eyed ladies
G Am
As we sally up and down
F C
To lay with pretty women
G D/F#
To drink Madeira wine
Am C
To hear the rollers thunder
G Am
On a shore that isn’t mine
Am
Privateering we will go
Privateering, yo ho hoho
Privateering we will go
Yo ho ho, yo ho ho
| Am | % | % | % |
| Am | % | % | D5 |
| Am | % | % | % |
| Am | % | % | % | repeat
Am
Britannia needs her privateers
Each time she goes to war
Death to all her enemies
Though prizes matter more
Come with me to Barbary
C G Am
We’ll ply there up and down
C
Not quite exactly
G Am
In the service of the Crown
F C
To lay with pretty women
G D/F#
To drink Madeira wine
Am C
To hear the rollers thunder
G Am
On a shore that isn’t mine
Am
Privateering we will go
Privateering, yo ho hoho
Privateering we will go
Yo ho ho, yo ho ho
| Am | % | % | % |
| Am | % | % | D5 |
| Am | % | % | % |
| Am | % | % | % | repeat
| Am |
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version 3
Cm
Yon's my privateer see how trim she lies
To every man a lucky hand and to every man a prize
Eb Bb
I live to ride the ocean the mighty world around
Cm Bb Cm
To take a little plunder and to hear the cannon sound
Ab Eb
To lay with pretty women
Bb Fsus2
to drink Madeira wine
Cm Bb Cm
to hear the roller's thunder on a shore that isn't mine
Cm
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!
Cm
The people on your man o'war are treated worse than scum
I'm no flogging Captain my God I've sailed with some
Eb Bb
Come with me to Barbary we'll ply there up and down
Cm Bb Cm
Not quite exactly in the service of the Crown
Ab Eb
To lay with pretty women
Bb Fsus2
to drink Madeira wine
Cm Bb Cm
to hear the roller's thunder on a shore that isn't mine
Cm
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!
Cm
Look here there's my privateer she's small but she can sting
Licensed to take prizes with a letter from the King
Eb Bb
I love the streets and taverns of a pretty foreign town
Cm Bb Cm
tip my hat to the dark eyed ladies as we sally up and down
Ab Eb
To lay with pretty women
Bb Fsus2
to drink Madeira wine
Cm Bb Cm
to hear the roller's thunder on a shore that isn't mine
Cm
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!
Cm
Britannia needs her privateers each time she goes to war
Death to all her enemies no prizes matter more
Eb Bb
Come with me to Barbary we'll ply there up and down
Cm Bb Cm
Not quite exactly in the service of the Crown
Ab Eb
To lay with pretty women
Bb Fsus2
to drink Madeira wine
Cm Bb Cm
to hear the roller's thunder on a shore that isn't mine
Cm
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!
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version 4
Tuning: Standard with capo on 3rd fret.
Key: Am
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D|--------0-0h2---0h2p0-----0h2--------------0--0-0-0------------------------|
A|--0-h3-----------------3----------0-0--3--/5--5-5-5--3-0-------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
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B|---------------------------------------------------------------------------|
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D|--------0-0h2--5--2-2-2p0-----0--------------------------------------------|
A|--0-h3---------------------3----3--0--0-0--0------0------------------------|
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Yon's my Privateer
See how trim she lies
To every man a lucky hand
And to every man a prize
I live to ride the Ocean
The mighty world around
To take a little plunder
And to hear the cannon sound
To lay with pretty women
To drink Madeira wine
To hear the roller's thunder
On a shore that isn't mine
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!
The people on your Man 'o war
Are treated worse than scum
I'm no flogging Captain
My God I've sailed with some
Come with me to Barbary
We'll ply there up and down
Not quite exactly
In the service of the Crown
To lay with pretty women
To drink Madeira wine
To hear the roller's thunder
On a shore that isn't mine
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!
Look here there's my Privateer
She's small but she can sting
Licensed to take prizes
With a letter from the King
I love the streets and taverns
Of a pretty foreign town
Tip my hat to the dark eyed ladies
As we sally up and down
To lay with pretty women
To drink Madeira wine
To hear the roller's thunder
On a shore that isn't mine
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!
Britannia needs her Privateers
Each time she goes to war
Death to all her enemies
No prizes matter more
Come with me to Barbary
We'll ply there up and down
Not quite exactly
In the service of the Crown
I lay with pretty women
To drink Madeira wine
To hear the roller's thunder
On a shore that isn't mine
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!
| h Hammer-on
| p Pull-off
| / Slide up
| b Bend
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