An easy take on "Privateering". Probably not 100 % accurate but works fine. Maybe 
there's another bass note somewhere.


Capo 3


 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

 Am
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!

 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

 Am
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!

 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

 Am
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!

 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

 Am
Privateering, we will go
Privateering, Yoh! oh! ho!
Privateering, we will go
Yeah! oh! oh! ho!