Chords for Sea Shantie - The Worst Old Ship
Tempo:
78.875 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
D
Ab
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] [C]
The worst old brig that ever did weigh, [Eb] Sail out of Harwich [D] on a windy day,
[C] And we're waiting for the day, Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
She was built in Roman time,
Held together with bits of twine, And we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day, Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
The skippers off Dutch and the mates of Jew, The crew were fourteen [D] men too [C] few,
And we're waiting for the day, Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
[G] [N]
Nothing in the galley, nothing in the hole,
But the skippers turned in with a bag [C] of gold, And we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day, Waiting for the day that [G] we get our [C] pay.
Off Orford Nessie sprang a leak, Here [Ab] a poor [D] old timber's [C] creak,
And we're waiting for the day, Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
We pumped our way round Lost-off Ness,
[N] When the wind back ran to the west, And [C] we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day, Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
Through the cockle to Cromer Cliff, [G] Steering like a wagon with a wheel adrift,
And we're waiting for the [C] day, Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
Into the Humber and up the town,
[E] Pump you blighters, pump or [C] drown, And we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day, Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
Her coal was shot by a [G] Keebee crew, Her bottom was rotten and it went right through,
So [C] we're waiting for the day, Waiting for the day,
[G] Waiting for the day that we [Ab] get our pay.
The worst old brig that ever did weigh, [Eb] Sail out of Harwich [D] on a windy day,
[C] And we're waiting for the day, Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
She was built in Roman time,
Held together with bits of twine, And we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day, Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
The skippers off Dutch and the mates of Jew, The crew were fourteen [D] men too [C] few,
And we're waiting for the day, Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
[G] [N]
Nothing in the galley, nothing in the hole,
But the skippers turned in with a bag [C] of gold, And we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day, Waiting for the day that [G] we get our [C] pay.
Off Orford Nessie sprang a leak, Here [Ab] a poor [D] old timber's [C] creak,
And we're waiting for the day, Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
We pumped our way round Lost-off Ness,
[N] When the wind back ran to the west, And [C] we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day, Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
Through the cockle to Cromer Cliff, [G] Steering like a wagon with a wheel adrift,
And we're waiting for the [C] day, Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
Into the Humber and up the town,
[E] Pump you blighters, pump or [C] drown, And we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day, Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
Her coal was shot by a [G] Keebee crew, Her bottom was rotten and it went right through,
So [C] we're waiting for the day, Waiting for the day,
[G] Waiting for the day that we [Ab] get our pay.
Key:
C
G
D
Ab
Eb
C
G
D
[G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
The worst old brig that ever did weigh, [Eb] Sail out of Harwich [D] on a windy day,
[C] And we're waiting for the day, Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
She was built in Roman time,
Held together with bits of twine, And we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day, Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
_ _ The skippers off Dutch and the mates of Jew, The crew were fourteen [D] men too [C] few,
And we're waiting for the day, Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
_ [G] _ [N]
Nothing in the galley, nothing in the hole,
But the skippers turned in with a bag [C] of gold, And we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day, Waiting for the day that [G] we get our [C] pay. _
Off Orford Nessie sprang a leak, Here [Ab] a poor [D] old timber's [C] creak,
And we're waiting for the day, Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
We pumped our way round Lost-off Ness,
[N] When the wind back ran to the west, And [C] we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day, Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
Through the cockle to Cromer Cliff, [G] Steering like a wagon with a wheel adrift,
And we're waiting for the [C] day, Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
Into the Humber and up the town,
[E] Pump you blighters, pump or [C] drown, And we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day, Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
Her coal was shot by a [G] Keebee crew, Her bottom was rotten and it went right through,
So [C] we're waiting for the day, Waiting for the day,
[G] Waiting for the day that we [Ab] get our pay. _ _ _ _ _
The worst old brig that ever did weigh, [Eb] Sail out of Harwich [D] on a windy day,
[C] And we're waiting for the day, Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
She was built in Roman time,
Held together with bits of twine, And we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day, Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
_ _ The skippers off Dutch and the mates of Jew, The crew were fourteen [D] men too [C] few,
And we're waiting for the day, Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
_ [G] _ [N]
Nothing in the galley, nothing in the hole,
But the skippers turned in with a bag [C] of gold, And we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day, Waiting for the day that [G] we get our [C] pay. _
Off Orford Nessie sprang a leak, Here [Ab] a poor [D] old timber's [C] creak,
And we're waiting for the day, Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
We pumped our way round Lost-off Ness,
[N] When the wind back ran to the west, And [C] we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day, Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
Through the cockle to Cromer Cliff, [G] Steering like a wagon with a wheel adrift,
And we're waiting for the [C] day, Waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
Into the Humber and up the town,
[E] Pump you blighters, pump or [C] drown, And we're waiting for the day,
Waiting for the day, Waiting for the day that we get our pay.
Her coal was shot by a [G] Keebee crew, Her bottom was rotten and it went right through,
So [C] we're waiting for the day, Waiting for the day,
[G] Waiting for the day that we [Ab] get our pay. _ _ _ _ _