Chords for Jimmy Buffett - Gulf Shores Benefit Concert - Son of a Son of a Sailor - 7

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[N] I figured I couldn't be this close to the beach and not do a sailing song or two, you know. _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [F] So a lot of this music, as you know, came from [N] these beaches and these shores all the way.
My song line runs from probably _ Destin to Lafayette, maybe to the Texas border, you know.
Highway 90, I am a child of it.
[C] _ _ _ [N] So we're going to take you down the road right now,
and I'm going to get the lovely Miss Nadira Shakur over here to help me out with this next one. _ _ _ _ _
_ People think I'm a lot of things.
I'm just the son of a [Bb] son of a sailor, is the way I put it.
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As the son of a son of a sailor, I [F] went out on [C] the seas for [G] adventure. _ _
[C] Expanding the view of the [G] captain and crew, like a [D] man just released [A] from indenture.
[G] As a dreamer of dreams and a traveling man, [F] I chalked [C] up many a [G] mile. _
[C] Read Destin's book about [G] heroes and crooks, [A] and I [D] learned much from both of their [C] styles.
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[F] Son of a son, [C] son of a son, son of a son [G] of a sailor. _
[F] Son of a [C] gun, blown the last time, one step ahead [G] of the _ jailer. _
_ _ The near future, _ _
[F] southeast [C] of [G] disorder.
Hey, you [C] can shake the hand of [G] the mangle man as [D] he greets you [G] at the border.
As he hails from Trinidad, _ _
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ _
[C] the thought for your needs, [G] _ _ _
[D] the promise for [G] all your fights.
_ You [F] got to haul the shit in as we [C] ride on the wind that our forefathers' arms could pull [G] up. _
[F] Give the barrel a ring as [C] the tide rigging sings, it's the son of a [A] gun of a corporal.
[G] When [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
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[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
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it all ends, I can't fathom my friends.
If [F] I do, I just [C] might toss out [G] my anchor. _ _
[C] I'll cruise along, always [G] searching for songs.
Not a [D] lawyer, thief, [G] or a banker.
_ I'm just [F] the son of a son, [C] son of a son, son of a son [G] of a sailor. _
[F] The seas in my [C] veins, my traditional man, I'm just glad I don't have [G] a sailor. _ _
[F] I did that one [C] semester in Hattiesburg.
I'll take the boat [Am] any day.
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_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ Miss Laniera Shakur, thank you very much. _ _ _ _
_ _ Alright.
_ Okay. _