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Well Mountie Bob he chased me, he was always at my throat
He followed on the shore lines cause he didn't own a boat
But the cutbacks were coming and the mountie lost his job
So now he's sailing with me and we call him Salty Bob
A swinging sword and skull and bones and pleasant company
I never pay my income tax and screw the GST (Screw it!)
Sailing down to Saskatoon the terror of the sea
If you want to reach the co-op boy you gotta get by me
Ha har
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