Key: E major•
Verse 1
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t 'was on a night's career,
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B
and towards her I did steer.
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E
I heisted up my signal,
which she did quickly view,
And when she saw my bunting up,
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B
and her hair hung down in ringlets.
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B
E
but one of the rakish kind.
Excuse me, sir, said she to me,
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B
oh, sad would be my fate.
F#m
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E
My daddy is a minister,
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a good and righteous man
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My mother is a Methodist,
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D
I do the best I can
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She had a dark and roving eye,
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and her hair hung down in ringlets
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A nice girl, a de cent girl,
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but one of the rakish kind
I took her to a tavern,
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that she was of the rakish kind.
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I handled her, I dandled her,
Turned out she was a pirate ship
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F#m
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And her hair hung down in ringlets.
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E
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She was a nice girl, a decent girl,
Listen, all you sailor men
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That sail upon the sea,
Beware of them, they're fire -ships,
they'll be the death of you.
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T 'was there I had my mizzen sprung,
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A
and my strong box broken through.
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She had a dark and roving eye,
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A
A nice girl, a decent girl,
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsE A B F#m D...
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