Chords for Fifteen Men on a Dead Man's Chest

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Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
The mate was fixed by the [Em] bosun's pike
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
The bosun brain with a marlin spike
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
[B] And the cookie's throat was mercury-like
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
It had been clipped by finger's ten
And there they lay all good dead men
Like break of day [D] in a boozing [Em] ken
Fifteen men off the whole ship's list
Yo-ho-ho and a [D] bottle of rum
[Em] Dead and be damned and the rest gone wist
Yo-ho-ho and [Em] a bottle of rum
The skipper lay with his nodding gore
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
With a scully in Zach's his cheek had shore
Yo-ho-ho and [Bm] a bottle of rum
And a scully in he was stabbed times four
Yo-ho-ho [E] and a bottle of [Bm] rum
And there they lay and the soggy skies
Dripped all day long in up-staring eyes
In March sunsets and a bell sunrise
Fifteen men and them stiff and stark
[Em] Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
Ten of the crew had the mortar mark
Yo-ho-ho and a [Em] bottle of rum
Twas a cutlass swiper, an ounce of lead
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle [E] of rum
Or a yawning hole in a battered [Em] head
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
[B] And a scuppers gluck with a rotting red
Yo-ho [Bm]-ho and a bottle of rum
And there they lay, I damn my eyes
All lookouts clapped on paradise
Old souls bound [Em] just country-wide
Fifteen men and them good and true
Yo-ho [C#m]-ho and a bottle of rum
Every man deck could a sail without queue
Yo-ho-ho and [D] a bottle [Em] of rum
There was chest on chest full of Spanish gold
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
With a ton of plate in the middle hole
[E] Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of [B] rum
And a [Bm] cabin's riot of stuff untold
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
And they lay there, they had tucked their plum
With sightless glare and a lip-struck dump
Well we shared [Em] all by the rule of thumb
More was seen through the starlight screen
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
Sure things, no doubt, where a woman had been
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
A flimsy shift on a bunker cot
Yo-ho-ho and [Bm] a bottle of rum
With a tin-dac slot through the bosom spot
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
And a lace-stiffed rye in a purplish blot
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
Or was she when such a shuddering maid
That dared a knife and took [B] the blade
By God, she was thought for a [Em] blocky jade
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
We wrapped them all in a maize-old tight
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
With twice ten thorns [E] and a hawker's bite
Yo-ho-ho and [Bm] a bottle of rum
And we heaved them over and out of sight
Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum
With a yo-heave-ho and a fair [B] you-well
And a sullen plunge in a sullen swell
Ten felons