The Wolf Banes

As The Bottle Runs Dry

The Wolf Banes

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As The Bottle Runs Dry

	  		




Em               C              Em           D 
Standing on the shore with this maiden in my arms 
Em          C                B11            B7 
A bottle of wine and there's ships floating by 
Em             C            Em           D 
And behind my back all the sailors are singing 
Em           C               B11      B7 
About Amsterdam or some other bloody town 
Em                 C            Em         D 
Where they've been last year or many years ago 
          Em           C          B11              B7 
Where the ships in the gates were wiggling to and fro 
        Em           C          Em       D 
And the maidens were plenty and horny as hell 
        Em          C         B11          B7 
And the wine was so much that nobody could tell 

             Em C                  D 
And we all sang as the boat was sinking 


Chorus 
 Em             C     Em          Dsus2       
Bring us more women, bring us more wine 
 Em             C            B11        B7 
We'll become violent as the bottle runs dry 

 Em             C     Em          Dsus2       
Bring us more women, bring us more wine 
 Em             C            B11        B7 
We'll become violent as the bottle runs dry 



Em            C               Em           D 
Lying on the beach with this maiden in my hand 
   Em      C          B11           B7  
An empty bottle there deep in the sand 
    Em        C            Em          D 
And behind my back all the sailors are sleeping 
Em        C             B11            B7 
Dreaming 'bout tropical islands in the sun 
              Em        C       Em         D 
Where they've been last year or many years ago 
          Em           C          B11             B7 
Where the ships in the gates were wiggling to and fro 
                Em           C          Em       D         
And though the maidens where plenty and horny as hell 
        Em          C         B11          B7 
And the wine was so much that nobody could tell 
       Em       C               D 
And we all sang as the boat was sinking 

Chorus  
		  

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