MOLLYMAUK Chords by Kimbers Men
Tempo:
123 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Now the Southern Ocean is a lonely place, where storms are many and the shelter scarce.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Over troubled waters and the restless skies, you'll see those mollymauks rise and dive.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and go white seabird, ride the wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Now the mollymauk glides on them great white wings, and Lord what a lonesome song he sings.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
He's got no compass and he's got no gear, as nobody knows where the mollymauk steers.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and go white seabird, ride the wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
He's a ghost of a sailor, so I've heard say, whose body it sank and his soul flew away.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
He's got no haven and he's got no home, bound evermore to wheel and roam.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down [Bb] below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and go white seabird, ride the [N] wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
When I gets too old and can sail no more, set me adrift far away from shore.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
You can cast me loose, you can set me free, I'll keep that big bird company.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and go white seabird, ride the wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and [D] go white seabird, ride the wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the [N] Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Over troubled waters and the restless skies, you'll see those mollymauks rise and dive.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and go white seabird, ride the wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Now the mollymauk glides on them great white wings, and Lord what a lonesome song he sings.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
He's got no compass and he's got no gear, as nobody knows where the mollymauk steers.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and go white seabird, ride the wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
He's a ghost of a sailor, so I've heard say, whose body it sank and his soul flew away.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
He's got no haven and he's got no home, bound evermore to wheel and roam.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down [Bb] below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and go white seabird, ride the [N] wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
When I gets too old and can sail no more, set me adrift far away from shore.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
You can cast me loose, you can set me free, I'll keep that big bird company.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and go white seabird, ride the wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and [D] go white seabird, ride the wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the [N] Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Key:
Bb
D
Bb
D
Bb
D
Bb
D
Now the Southern Ocean is a lonely place, where storms are many and the shelter scarce.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Over troubled waters and the restless skies, you'll see those mollymauks rise and dive.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and go white seabird, ride the wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Now the mollymauk glides on them great white wings, and Lord what a lonesome song he sings.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
He's got no compass and he's got no gear, as nobody knows where the mollymauk steers.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and go white seabird, ride the wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
He's a ghost of a sailor, so I've heard say, whose body it sank and his soul flew away.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
He's got no haven and he's got no home, bound evermore to wheel and roam.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down [Bb] below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and go white seabird, ride the [N] wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
When I gets too old and can sail no more, set me adrift far away from shore.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
You can cast me loose, you can set me free, I'll keep that big bird _ company.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and go white seabird, ride the wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and [D] go white seabird, ride the wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the [N] Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn. _
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Over troubled waters and the restless skies, you'll see those mollymauks rise and dive.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and go white seabird, ride the wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Now the mollymauk glides on them great white wings, and Lord what a lonesome song he sings.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
He's got no compass and he's got no gear, as nobody knows where the mollymauk steers.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and go white seabird, ride the wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
He's a ghost of a sailor, so I've heard say, whose body it sank and his soul flew away.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
He's got no haven and he's got no home, bound evermore to wheel and roam.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down [Bb] below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and go white seabird, ride the [N] wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
When I gets too old and can sail no more, set me adrift far away from shore.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
You can cast me loose, you can set me free, I'll keep that big bird _ company.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and go white seabird, ride the wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn.
Won't you ride the wind and [D] go white seabird, ride the wind and go mollymauk.
Down upon the [N] Southern Ocean sailing, down below Cape Horn. _