The Last Shanty
Nathan Evans
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[Primera Parte]G My father often told me, when I was just a ladA A sailor's life was very hard, theD food was always badG But now I've joined the navy, I'm on board a man-o-war And now I find a sailor ain't aA D G sailor any more! [Estribillo]G Don't haul on the rope, don't climb up the mastA D If you see a sailing ship, it might be your lastG Get your civvies ready for another run ashoreG A sailor ain't a sailor, ain't aA D G sailor any more! [Segunda Parte]G The 'killick' of our mess, he says we've had it softG A It wasn't like this in his day,D when he was up aloftG We like our bunks and sleeping bags, but what's a hammock for?G A Swinging from the deckhead, orD G lying on the floor? [Estribillo]G Don't haul on the rope, don't climb up the mastA D If you see a sailing ship, it might be your lastG Get your civvies ready for another run ashore A sailor ain't a sailor, ain't aA D G sailor any more!Continúa después del anuncio[Tercera Parte]G G They gave us an engine that first went up and downG A Then with more technology theD engine went aroundG We're good with steam and diesel, but what's a mainyard for? A stoker ain't a stoker with aA D G shovel any more! [Estribillo]G Don't haul on the rope, don't climb up the mastA D If you see a sailing ship, it might be your lastG Get your civvies ready for another run ashoreG A sailor ain't a sailor, ain't aA D G sailor any more! [Cuarta Parte]G They gave us an Aldis Lamp, we can do it rightG A They gave us a radio, we signalD day and nightG We know our codes and ciphers, but what's a 'sema' for? A 'bunting-tosser' doesn't toss theA D G bunting any more! [Estribillo]G Don't haul on the rope, don't climb up the mastA D If you see a sailing ship, it might be your lastG Get your civvies ready for another run ashoreG A sailor ain't a sailor, ain't aA D G sailor any more! [Quinta Parte]G They gave us a radar set to pierce the fog and gloomA So now the lookout's sitting in aD tiny darkened roomG Loran does navigation, the Sonar says how deep The Jimmy's three sheets to theA D G wind, the Skipper's fast asleep [Estribillo]G Don't haul on the rope, don't climb up the mastA D If you see a sailing ship, it might be your lastG Get your civvies ready for another run ashoreG A sailor ain't a sailor, ain't aA D G sailor any more! [Sexta Parte]G Two cans of beer a day, that's your bleeding lot!A D But now we get an extra one because they stopped the totG So, we'll put on our civvy-clothes and find a pub ashoreA A sailor's still a sailor, justD G like he was before! [Estribillo]G Don't haul on the rope, don't climb up the mastA D If you see a sailing ship, it might be your lastG Get your civvies ready for another run ashoreG A sailor ain't a sailor, ain't aA D G sailor any more!