Standard (EADGBE)
Granda loved a sailor Who sailed the frozen sea
He grandpa was the whaler And he took me on his knee
He said Son Im going crazy From living on the land
Got to find my shipmates And walk on foreing sands
This old man was graceful With silver in his smile
He smoked a briar pipe and He walked four country miles
Singing songs of shady sisters And old time liberty
Songs of love and songs of death And songs to set me free
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Ive got three ships and sixty man
A course for ports unread
Stand at mast, let north wind blows
Till half of us are dead