Chords for The Poxy Boggards - Rolling Down to Old Maui
Tempo:
142.25 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
A
F
C
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [Dm]
Once [A] more we sail by the northern gale [F] and [C] bounding over [Dm] the main.
And [A] now the hills of those tropic isles [F] we soon shall see [Dm] again.
[F] By bellish moons have waxed and waned [Dm] since from those [A] shores sailed we.
For now we're bound from the Arctic ground [F] rolling down [Am] to Old [Dm] Maui.
Rolling [F] down to Old [C] Maui, me boys [Dm] rolling down to Old [A] Maui.
[A] For now we're bound from the Arctic ground [Am] rolling down to Old [Dm] Maui.
Through many [A] a blow of frost and snow [F] and bitter [A] swalls [Dm] of hail.
Our [A] spars were bent and our canvas rent [Dm] as we braved the northern gale.
And [F] the horrid isles [C] of ice cut tiles [Dm] that deck the Arctic [A] sea.
Now lie [Dm] many leagues astern as we sail to Old Maui.
Rolling [C] down to Old Maui, me boys [Dm] rolling down to [A] Old Maui.
For now we're bound from the Arctic ground [Dm] rolling down [Am] to Old [Dm] Maui.
Oh [A] welcome the seas and the fragrant breeze [Dm] that is [E] laden with [Dm] odors rare.
And the [A] pretty maids in the sunny glades [Dm] who are gentle, kind and fair.
And their pretty eyes [C] look towards the skies [Dm] hoping someday [A] to see.
Our snow white sails before the gales rolling down [Am] to Old [Dm] Maui.
[F] Rolling down to Old [C] Maui, me boys [Dm] rolling down to [A] Old Maui.
For now we're bound from the Arctic ground [Dm] rolling down to Old Maui.
It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife [Fm] we [A] whalemen [Dm] undergo.
And we don't give a damn when the gales have stopped how hard the wind did blow.
[F] We are homeward bound, [C] it's a glorious sound [Dm] on a good ship taut [A] and free.
And we'll think of that as we drink and chat.
Once [A] more we sail by the northern gale [F] and [C] bounding over [Dm] the main.
And [A] now the hills of those tropic isles [F] we soon shall see [Dm] again.
[F] By bellish moons have waxed and waned [Dm] since from those [A] shores sailed we.
For now we're bound from the Arctic ground [F] rolling down [Am] to Old [Dm] Maui.
Rolling [F] down to Old [C] Maui, me boys [Dm] rolling down to Old [A] Maui.
[A] For now we're bound from the Arctic ground [Am] rolling down to Old [Dm] Maui.
Through many [A] a blow of frost and snow [F] and bitter [A] swalls [Dm] of hail.
Our [A] spars were bent and our canvas rent [Dm] as we braved the northern gale.
And [F] the horrid isles [C] of ice cut tiles [Dm] that deck the Arctic [A] sea.
Now lie [Dm] many leagues astern as we sail to Old Maui.
Rolling [C] down to Old Maui, me boys [Dm] rolling down to [A] Old Maui.
For now we're bound from the Arctic ground [Dm] rolling down [Am] to Old [Dm] Maui.
Oh [A] welcome the seas and the fragrant breeze [Dm] that is [E] laden with [Dm] odors rare.
And the [A] pretty maids in the sunny glades [Dm] who are gentle, kind and fair.
And their pretty eyes [C] look towards the skies [Dm] hoping someday [A] to see.
Our snow white sails before the gales rolling down [Am] to Old [Dm] Maui.
[F] Rolling down to Old [C] Maui, me boys [Dm] rolling down to [A] Old Maui.
For now we're bound from the Arctic ground [Dm] rolling down to Old Maui.
It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife [Fm] we [A] whalemen [Dm] undergo.
And we don't give a damn when the gales have stopped how hard the wind did blow.
[F] We are homeward bound, [C] it's a glorious sound [Dm] on a good ship taut [A] and free.
And we'll think of that as we drink and chat.
Key:
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F
C
Am
Dm
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_ _ [A] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
Once [A] more we sail by the northern gale [F] and [C] bounding over [Dm] the main.
And [A] now the hills of those tropic isles [F] we soon shall see [Dm] _ again.
[F] By bellish moons have waxed and waned [Dm] since from those [A] shores sailed we. _
For now we're bound from the Arctic ground [F] rolling down [Am] to Old [Dm] Maui.
Rolling [F] down to Old [C] Maui, me boys [Dm] rolling down to Old [A] _ Maui.
[A] For now we're bound from the Arctic ground [Am] rolling down to Old [Dm] Maui. _
Through many [A] a blow of frost and snow [F] and bitter [A] swalls [Dm] of hail.
Our [A] spars were bent and our canvas rent [Dm] as we braved the northern gale.
And [F] the horrid isles [C] of ice cut tiles [Dm] that deck the Arctic [A] _ sea. _
Now lie [Dm] many leagues astern as we sail to Old Maui.
Rolling [C] down to Old Maui, me boys [Dm] rolling down to [A] Old _ Maui.
For now we're bound from the Arctic ground [Dm] rolling down [Am] to Old [Dm] Maui. _
Oh [A] welcome the seas and the fragrant breeze [Dm] that is [E] laden with [Dm] odors rare.
And the [A] pretty maids in the sunny glades [Dm] who are gentle, kind and fair.
And their pretty eyes [C] look towards the skies [Dm] hoping someday [A] to see.
Our snow white sails before the gales rolling down [Am] to Old [Dm] Maui. _
[F] Rolling down to Old [C] Maui, me boys [Dm] rolling down to [A] Old Maui. _
For now we're bound from the Arctic ground [Dm] rolling down to Old _ Maui.
It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife [Fm] we [A] whalemen _ [Dm] undergo. _
And we don't give a damn when the gales have stopped how hard the wind did blow.
[F] We are homeward bound, [C] it's a glorious sound [Dm] on a good ship taut [A] and free. _
And we'll think of that as we drink and chat.
Once [A] more we sail by the northern gale [F] and [C] bounding over [Dm] the main.
And [A] now the hills of those tropic isles [F] we soon shall see [Dm] _ again.
[F] By bellish moons have waxed and waned [Dm] since from those [A] shores sailed we. _
For now we're bound from the Arctic ground [F] rolling down [Am] to Old [Dm] Maui.
Rolling [F] down to Old [C] Maui, me boys [Dm] rolling down to Old [A] _ Maui.
[A] For now we're bound from the Arctic ground [Am] rolling down to Old [Dm] Maui. _
Through many [A] a blow of frost and snow [F] and bitter [A] swalls [Dm] of hail.
Our [A] spars were bent and our canvas rent [Dm] as we braved the northern gale.
And [F] the horrid isles [C] of ice cut tiles [Dm] that deck the Arctic [A] _ sea. _
Now lie [Dm] many leagues astern as we sail to Old Maui.
Rolling [C] down to Old Maui, me boys [Dm] rolling down to [A] Old _ Maui.
For now we're bound from the Arctic ground [Dm] rolling down [Am] to Old [Dm] Maui. _
Oh [A] welcome the seas and the fragrant breeze [Dm] that is [E] laden with [Dm] odors rare.
And the [A] pretty maids in the sunny glades [Dm] who are gentle, kind and fair.
And their pretty eyes [C] look towards the skies [Dm] hoping someday [A] to see.
Our snow white sails before the gales rolling down [Am] to Old [Dm] Maui. _
[F] Rolling down to Old [C] Maui, me boys [Dm] rolling down to [A] Old Maui. _
For now we're bound from the Arctic ground [Dm] rolling down to Old _ Maui.
It's a damn tough life full of toil and strife [Fm] we [A] whalemen _ [Dm] undergo. _
And we don't give a damn when the gales have stopped how hard the wind did blow.
[F] We are homeward bound, [C] it's a glorious sound [Dm] on a good ship taut [A] and free. _
And we'll think of that as we drink and chat.