Amsterdam

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In the port of Amsterdam there's a 
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sailor who sings
       F                         
Of the dreams that he brings from 
     E
the wide open sea
       Am                          
In the port of Amsterdam there's a 
Em
sailor who sleeps
          Dm         E            
While the river bank weeps to the 
      Am
old willow tree
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In the port of Amsterdam there's a 
G          E
sailor who dies
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Full of beer, full of cries in a 
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drunken town fight
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In the port of Amsterdam there's a 
E
sailor who's born
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On a hot muggy morn by the dawn's 
early light

[Instrumental]
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[Verse 2]
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In the port of Amsterdam where the 
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sailors all meet
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There's a sailor who eats only fish 
heads and tails
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And he'll show you his teeth that 
      Em
have rotted too soon
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         Dm          E            
That can haul up the sails that 
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can swallow the moon
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And he yells to the cook with his 
G         E
arms open wide
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Hey, bring me more fish, throw it 
Em         E
down by my side
       F                          
And he wants so to belch but he's 
E
too full to try
      Dm            E             
So he stands up and laughs and he 
Am
zips up his fly

[Verse 3]
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In the port of Amsterdam you can 
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see sailors dance
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Paunches bursting their pants, 
          E
grinding women to porch
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They've forgotten the tune that 
       Em
their whiskey voice croaked
Dm            E              Am
Splitting the night with the roar of
 their jokes
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And they turn and they dance and 
      G              E
they laugh and they lust
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Till the rancid sound of the 
   Em      E
accordion bursts
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And then out of the night with 
  E
their pride in their pants
        Dm              E 
And the sluts that they tow 
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underneath the street lamps

[Verse 4]
       Am                          
In the port of Amsterdam there's a 
Em
sailor who drinks
       F                           
And he drinks and he drinks and he 
E
drinks once again
      Am                         
He'll drink to the health of the 
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whores of Amsterdam
       Dm          E         
Who've given their bodies to a 
  Am
thousand other men
              C              
Yeah, they've bargained their 
               G            E
virtue, their goodness all gone
      Am                       Em 
For a few dirty coins, well he 
           E
just can't go on
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Throws his nose to the sky and he 
E
aims it up above
       Dm            E          
And he pisses like I cry on the 
Am
unfaithful love
       Am                        
In the port of Amsterdam, in the 
Em
port of Amsterdam