Son Of A Sailor

	  		 


Intro:  

C,C9/B,Am,G x2  


verse 1:  
   C             C9/B    Am             G  
Up every morning early, I barely hit the bed  
  C               C9/B             Am             G  
A good man has to break his back to earn his daily bread  
     C                   C9/B   Am              G  
Some spend their lives a-diggin, wish away their time  
    C          C9/B             Am             G  
But I am never happier than when hauling in the lines  


 
      C        C9/B     Am         G  
I'm a son of a sailor, a sea-faring man  
  C            C9/B        Am         G  
I live off the water by the work of my hands  
        C           C9/B        Am          G  
With my face to the wind, and my back to the land,  
      F                        G            C  
I'm a son of a sailor, and the sea, I command 
 


verse 2:  
   C            C9/B          Am         G  
My father was a fisherman like his father before  
     C            C9/B           Am            G  
So I never really got a chance to labor safe on shore  
   C             C9/B         Am                        G  
My body hard and blistered, my bones bleached white with salt  
       C             C9/B        Am                 G  
And my ears are ever listening to hear the boatman's call  


 
      C        C9/B     Am         G  
I'm a son of a sailor, a sea-faring man  
  C            C9/B        Am         G  
I live off the water by the work of my hands  
        C           C9/B        Am          G  
With my face to the wind, and my back to the land,  
      F                        G            C  
I'm a son of a sailor, and the sea, I command  



verse 3:  
C                C9/B         Am       G  
When my days are over, when my time has come  
      C                 C9/B        Am            G  
Lower me down below the bow, let the waves take me home  
      C             C9/B           Am             G  
There is no sweeter suffering for a sailor lost at sea  
        C               C9/B             Am          G  
Than to see his soul at sunrise leave his body to the deep  


  
      C        C9/B     Am         G  
I'm a son of a sailor, a sea-faring man  
  C            C9/B        Am         G  
I live off the water by the work of my hands  
        C           C9/B        Am          G  
With my face to the wind, and my back to the land,  
      F                        G            C  
I'm a son of a sailor, and the sea, I command  
      F                        G            C  
I'm a son of a sailor, and the sea, I command