Відключити рекламуIntro: G F C G
GAs the son of a son of a sailor
F C GI went out on the sea for adventure
C Gexpanding the view of the captain and crew
D Glike a man just released from indenture
As a dreamer of dreams and a travelin' man,
F CI have chalked up many a mile
C GRead dozens of books about heroes and crooks,
D Gand I've learned much from both of their styles
F/G C/G GSon of a son son of a son sn of a con of a sailor
F C GSon of a gun load the last ton One step a head of the jailer
Now away in the near furture
southeast of disorder
you can shake the hand of the mango man
as he greets you at the border
And the lady she hails from trinidad,
island of the spices
Salt for you meat and cinamon sweet
and the rum if for all you dood vices
Baul the sheet in as we ride on the wind that our
forefathers harnessed before us
Bear the bells ring as the tide rigging sings.
It's a son of a gun of a chorus
GWhen it all ends I can't fathom my friends
F C GIf I knew I might toss out my anchor
C GSo I'll cruse a long always searching
D Gfor song not a lawyer a thief or a banker
Ending Twice:
F/G C/Gbut a son of a son son of a son
-- son of a son son of a son
Gson of a son of a salior
son of a son of a salior
F CSon of a gun load the last ton
The sea's in my veins; my tradition remains
Gone step ahead of the jailer
I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer
GAs the son of a son of a sailor
F C GI went out on the sea for adventure
C GExpanding the view of the captain and crew
D GLike a man just released from indenture
GAs a dreamer of dreams and a traveling man
F C GI have chalked up many a mile
C GRead dozens of books about heroes and crooks
D GAnd I learned much from both of their styles
Chorus:
F C Son of a son, son of a son
G Son of a son of a sailor
F C Son of a gun, load the last ton
C One step ahead of the jailer
Now away in the near future
Southeast of disorder
You can shake the hand of the Mango man
As he greets you at the boarder
And the lady she hails from Trinidad
Island of the spices
Salt for your meat and cinnamon sweet
And the rum is for all your good vices
F C Baul the sheet in as we ride on the wind
G That our forefathers harnessed before us
F C Bear the bells ring as the tide ringing sings
G It's a son of a gun of a chorus
Where it all ends I can't fathom my friends
If I knew I might toss out my anchor
So I'll cruise along always searching for songs
Not a lawyer a thief or a banker
But the son of a son, son of a son
Son of a son of a sailor
Son of a gun, load the last ton
One step ahead of the jailer
I'm just a son of a son, son of a son
Son of a son of a sailor
F C The sea's in my veins, my tradition remains
G I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer
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