Chords for Ralph McTell ... Around the Wild Cape Horn

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_ _ _ _ I was born a land-bound farm boy [B] and in New England [D] raised
The rippling of [A] the wheat fields, well they [F#m] were my ocean [B] ways
Each cry and call, each [Dm] rise and fall, [B] with crows across the [D] corn
[A] With seagulls swooping across the bow of [Dm] the ship I dreamed [F#m] I'd sail around [A] Cape Horn
[A] My deck was the dusty farmyard, my mast was the [D] telegraph pole
And the windblown choir in the telephone wire [F#m] was the chord heard in [E] my soul
[A] And it seemed to have been singing [F#m] since the day that I [D] was born
I'm gonna [A] take a trip on a sailing ship [D] all the way [G#] around the [A] wild Cape Horn _
Well I found that ship in Hamburg, her name was the [D] Peking
[Bm] Our skipper's [A] name was Captain Jersey and I never met a man [E] like him
[A] He pulled two men [D] out from the sea [F#] by the hair in a [D] raging storm
[A] And he kept that trip on a sailing ship [D] all the way [F#m] around the [A] wild Cape Horn
Well [E] it's four hours on and it's four hours [Bm] off, you sleep in your [D] wet clothes
The only dry [A] thing on this ship [F#m] is the cargo down [E] below
[A] Eleven thousand miles we sailed [F#m] down one [D] hundred doors
_ Thirty-two sails on a heaving ship pulling us [F#m] around the [A] wild Cape Horn
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_ Well the cargo weighed [D] five thousand [C#m] tons, the ship three thousand more
An acre of [A] sail was up a loft [F#m] some seventeen [E] stories tall
[A] And we had a pig [D] and a [F#m] scruffy dog and a turkey fed [D] on corn
And willing hands who'd catch the wind hauling us [F#m] around the [A] wild Cape _ Horn
For seventeen days we were becalmed and [F#m] then Friday the [D] thirteenth
_ Sixty-eight [A] great ships were lost [F#m] in the storm of the [E] century
[A] But we blew into the [D] Atlantic on a sunlit sparkling moon
Turkey got sick so we ate in quick on the way [F#m] _ [A] to the wild Cape Horn
Well [E] she had us sort of hypnotized, [Bm] no time to catch [D] our breath
If you want to [A] feel really alive [F#m] well you have to flirt [E] with death
[A] Sail close to [D] the [F#m] hardest wind and cheat all risk [D] with scorn
Hey, palm boy, [E] head and on your teeth [D] plow the way around the [A] wild Cape Horn _ _ _ _
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[A] _ _ _ Now on that [D] voyage we [F#m] lost two boys, they got thrown [D] overboard
Silence [A] from us down below no one could [E] put in words
[A] Two empty bunks to mark the [C#] space in our young lives to [D] mourn
Boys [E] between old life and [D] death on the way around the [A] wild Cape Horn
_ [E] And she had us sort of [Bm] hypnotized, no time to [D] catch our breath
If you [A] ever want to feel [F#m] alive well you better [E] flirt with death
[A] And sail close to the hardest wind, cheat all [D] risk with scorn
And _ her palm boy head and on your teeth plow the way around the [A] wild Cape Horn
_ And mountain waves like avalanches crashed [D] upon her dead
The screaming [A] wind snapped ropes and [F#m] twigs to try to [E] have us raised
[A] But she rose and fell through the foam and the swell, her sails were [D] ripped and torn
Eight thousand tons tossed like a cork on the way around [A] the wild Cape Horn
[E] And she had us sort of [Bm] hypnotized, no time to [D] catch our breath
If you [A] ever want to feel [F#m] alive well you better [E] flirt with death
[A] And sail close to the hardest wind, cheat all [D] risk with scorn
_ Her palm boy head and on your teeth plow the way around [A] the wild Cape Horn
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_ [D] _ palm boy head and on your teeth plow the way around the wild [A] Cape Horn _ _ _ _ _
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Mike Harding calls these guitars Bradford Fighting Guitars
Many of you will know that I actually made an album on [A] one
I called it the National Treasure because it was a national [F] guitar I thought
[E] [A] And I found out it wasn't
So I had to kind of get [E] one
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