Amsterdam

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[Verse 1]
       Fm                          
In the port of Amsterdam there's a 
Cm
sailor who sings
       Db                        
Of the dreams that he brings from 
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the wide open sea
       Fm                          
In the port of Amsterdam there's a 
Cm
sailor who sleeps
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While the riverbank weeps with the 
Fm
old willow tree
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In the port of Amsterdam there's a 
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sailor who dies
        Fm                       
Full of beer, full of cries in a 
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drunken down fight
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And in the port of Amsterdam 
    Cm
there's a sailor who's born
     Db        C7          Fm
On a muggy hot morn by the dawn's 
early light


[Verse 2]
       Fm                          
In the port of Amsterdam where the 
Cm
sailors all meet
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There's a sailor who eats only 
 C7
fishheads and tails
Continúa después del anuncio
        Fm                         
He will show you his teeth that 
  Cm
have rotted too soon
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That can swallow the moon, that 
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can haul up the sails
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And he yells to the cook with his 
C7/G
arms open wide
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"Bring me more fish put it down by 
my side!"
        Fm                         
Then he wants so to belch but he's 
Cm
too full to try
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So he gets up and laughs and he zips
Fm
 up his fly


[Verse 3]
       Fm                        
In the port of Amsterdam you can see
Cm
 sailors dance
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Paunches bursting their pants 
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grinding women to paunch
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They've forgotten the tune that 
       Cm
their whisky voice croaks
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Splitting the night with the roar of
 their jokes
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And they turn and they dance and 
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they laugh and they lust
         Fm                 
Till the rancid sound of the 
   Cm
accordion bursts
     Fm                          
Then out to the night with their 
Cm
pride in their pants
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And the slut that they tow 
       Fm
underneath the street lamps


[Verse 4]
       Fm                          
In the port of Amsterdam there's a 
Cm
sailor who drinks
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And he drinks and he drinks and he 
C7
drinks once again
   Fm                         
He drinks to the health of the 
 Cm
whores of Amsterdam
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Who have promised their love to a 
Fm
thousand other men
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They've bargained their bodies and 
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their virtue's long gone
      Fm                       C7
For a few dirty coins and when he 
can't go on
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He plants his nose in the sky and 
  Cm
he wipes it up above
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And he pisses like I cry for an 
Fm
unfaithful love
       Fm                        
In the port of Amsterdam, in the 
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port of Amsterdam