Chords for John Cale - Ship of fools (Rockpalast 1983)
Tempo:
85.5 bpm
Chords used:
G
Em
C
Ab
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Jam Along & Learn...
Thank you.
This song is based on a riff.
[G] This guy wrote a hit song for Jerry Lewis and the Playboys a long time ago.
this riff and he fit it.
put it to a Woody Guthrie song.
ballad
tragic love song.
went something like
This song is based on a riff.
[G] This guy wrote a hit song for Jerry Lewis and the Playboys a long time ago.
this riff and he fit it.
put it to a Woody Guthrie song.
ballad
tragic love song.
went something like
100% ➙ 86BPM
G
Em
C
Ab
E
G
Em
C
Thank you.
How are you doing, Bunker?
_ Hang in there.
_ _ This song is based on a riff.
It's a [Em] guitar riff.
_ _ [G] _ This guy wrote a hit song for Jerry Lewis and the Playboys a long time ago.
It's from Oklahoma.
And he had this riff and he fit it.
It only works in G and C.
_ [Em] And he put it to a Woody Guthrie song.
And the Woody Guthrie song is a really beautiful _ ballad
that no one seems to have paid any attention to
because it's totally non-political.
It's just a tragic love song.
It's called Old Cracked Looking Glass.
And the chorus went something like_
She did shake and she did shiver
Slapped her fingers [Em] aloud
When she danced, when she danced
The saunas flew
_ _ She did [C] wiggle, she did jiggle
[G] To the kicking of her heels
[C] And I saw her in that old cracked looking [Ab] glass
He [E] was doing a Woody Guthrie song.
He wrote a song called Ship of Fools.
_ [G] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ Ship of fools [G] is coming in
_ Take me over, I've [Em] got to leave
Same old story, same old thing
_ _ Letting out and pulling in _
_ _ Mister, there's a caravan, hard down back
Restless, hoping for a Christian rider _
A black book, a grappling hook
A hangman's noose and a burnt-out tree
Guess we must be getting close [G] to tombstone
[Em]
So hold on, it won't [C] be long
[G] Call is [Em] on the [G] line _ _
_ [C] Hold on, [G] sister's gone
South to give their [Em] sign
We _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ picked up [Em] Dracula in Memphis
Just about the break of day
_ And he slowly prayed for our souls to be saved
All the way from Tennessee to Arizona
_ By the time we got to Swansea, it was getting dark
_ Humble shun those bugles and the cry
The tires of Westerland forged, if they didn't know what to do
But garments to its crown, and as for more _
[G] So _ [Em] hold on, [G] it won't [Em] be long
Call is on the line
_ Hold on, [C] _ [G] sister's gone
[Em] South to give their sign _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
How are you doing, Bunker?
_ Hang in there.
_ _ This song is based on a riff.
It's a [Em] guitar riff.
_ _ [G] _ This guy wrote a hit song for Jerry Lewis and the Playboys a long time ago.
It's from Oklahoma.
And he had this riff and he fit it.
It only works in G and C.
_ [Em] And he put it to a Woody Guthrie song.
And the Woody Guthrie song is a really beautiful _ ballad
that no one seems to have paid any attention to
because it's totally non-political.
It's just a tragic love song.
It's called Old Cracked Looking Glass.
And the chorus went something like_
She did shake and she did shiver
Slapped her fingers [Em] aloud
When she danced, when she danced
The saunas flew
_ _ She did [C] wiggle, she did jiggle
[G] To the kicking of her heels
[C] And I saw her in that old cracked looking [Ab] glass
He [E] was doing a Woody Guthrie song.
He wrote a song called Ship of Fools.
_ [G] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ Ship of fools [G] is coming in
_ Take me over, I've [Em] got to leave
Same old story, same old thing
_ _ Letting out and pulling in _
_ _ Mister, there's a caravan, hard down back
Restless, hoping for a Christian rider _
A black book, a grappling hook
A hangman's noose and a burnt-out tree
Guess we must be getting close [G] to tombstone
[Em]
So hold on, it won't [C] be long
[G] Call is [Em] on the [G] line _ _
_ [C] Hold on, [G] sister's gone
South to give their [Em] sign
We _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ picked up [Em] Dracula in Memphis
Just about the break of day
_ And he slowly prayed for our souls to be saved
All the way from Tennessee to Arizona
_ By the time we got to Swansea, it was getting dark
_ Humble shun those bugles and the cry
The tires of Westerland forged, if they didn't know what to do
But garments to its crown, and as for more _
[G] So _ [Em] hold on, [G] it won't [Em] be long
Call is on the line
_ Hold on, [C] _ [G] sister's gone
[Em] South to give their sign _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _