The Longest Johns

The Longest Johns

Off To Sea
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[Verso 1]
Am G F G Am When first I landed in Liverpool, I went upon the spree Am C/G Am G With money at last, I spent it fast, I got drunk as drunk could be, C/G G Am G But when my money was all gone, it was then that I wanted more, Am G F G Am But a man must be blind to make up his mind to go to sea once more.
[Refrão]
C G Am G Once more, once more, go to sea once more, Am G But a man must be blind to make up his mind, F G Am To go to sea once more.
[Verso 2]
Am G F G Am And as I walked down London Road I met with a Rapper Brown, Am C/G Am G I asked him if he'd take me in and he looked at me with a frown, C/G G Am G He said: "Last time you was paid off, to me you chalked no score, Am G F G Am But I'll give you a chance and I'll take your advance, and I'll send you to sea once more."
[Refrão]
C G Am G Once more, once more, send you to sea once more, Am G But I'll give you a chance and I'll take your advance F G Am And I'll send you to go to sea once more.
[Verso 3]
Am G F G Am I shipped on board of a whaling barque, we were bound for the Greenland seas Am C/G Am G Where cold winds blow through frost and snow, why Jamaica rum would freeze C/G G Am G And worst to bear, I'd no hard weather gear, as I'd spent all my money ashore Am G F G Am It was then that I wished that I was dead and could go to sea no more
[Refrão]
C G Am G No more, no more, go to sea no more Am G It was then that I wished that I was dead F G Am And could go to sea no more
[Verso 4]
Am G F G Am Some times we're catching whales, my lads, some times we're catching none Am C/G Am G With a twenty-foot oar stuck in your paw, from four o'clock in the morn C/G G Am G And as the shades of night roll on and you rest on your weary oar, Am G F G Am It was then that I wished that I was dead and could go to sea no more
[Refrão]
C G Am G No more, no more, go to sea no more Am G It was then that I wished that I was dead F G Am And could go to sea no more
[Verso 5]
Am G F G Am So come all you hard weather sailing lads, who listen to my song Am C/G Am G When you get back from those long trips, I'd have you not go wrong C/G G Am G Take my advice, drink no strong drink, don't you knock on that brothel door Am G F G Am But get married instead and spend all night in bed, and go to sea no more.
[Refrão]
C G Am G No more, no more, go to sea no more Am G But get married instead and spend all night in bed, F G Am And go to sea no more.

Enviado por: Victor Borges

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