Jolly Rogers - The Derelict Chords
Tempo:
89.9 bpm
Chords used:
G
Ab
E
Dm
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Ha!
You call that a song?
Ha!
Well, I'll give you a bleeding song.
15 men on the dead man's chest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Drink and the devil had done for the rest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike, the bosun brained with a marlin's spike.
And Cookie's throat was mocked be like, it had been gripped by fingers ten.
And there they lay, all good dead men, like break a day in a booze-in-can,
yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
15 men of a whole ship's list, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Dead and be damned and the rest gone whist, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
The skipper lay with his knob in gore, with a scullion's axe his cheek had shore.
And the scullion he was stabbed times four.
And there they lay and the soggy sties dripped all day long in up-staring eyes.
And Merk's son said and at fowl's sunrise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
15 men of them stiff and stark, yo ho ho and [E] a bottle of [Dm] rum.
Ten of the crew had the murder mark, [Ab] yo ho ho and [G] a bottle [F] of rum.
Was [G] a cuntless swipe or an ounce of lead or a yoing hole in a [N] battered head.
And the skipper's glut with a rotting red.
And there they lay, I damned me eyes, all look-outs clapped on paradise.
All souls bound just contrary wise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
15 men of them good and true, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Every man jack could a-sail with old Pew, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
There was chest on chest full of Spanish gold with a ton of plate in the middle hole.
And the cabin's riot of lewd untold.
And they lay there then it took the plumb with sightless glare and their lips struck dumb.
While we shared all by [A] the rule of thumb, [N] yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
More was seen through the stern light screen, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Charting's no doubt where a woman had been, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
A flimsy shift on a bunker cot with a thin dirt slot through the bosom spot.
And the lace dipped [G] dry in a purplish blot.
Or was she wench some shuddering [Am] maid that dared the [N] knife and took the blade.
By God she was stuffed for a plucky jade, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men on the dead man's chest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Drinking the devil had done for the rest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
We wrapped them all in a mainsail tight with twice ten turns of a hauser's bite.
And we heaved them over and out of sight with a yo heave [G] ho and fare you well.
And a sullen plunge in a sullen [Ab] swell.
[N] Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell, yo ho ho and a bottle [D] of rum.
[Ab] Now there's a song you bastards!
Now let me tell you about the time I had a chew off me own leg.
[Bbm] It was nice, it was [N] delicious.
You call that a song?
Ha!
Well, I'll give you a bleeding song.
15 men on the dead man's chest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Drink and the devil had done for the rest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike, the bosun brained with a marlin's spike.
And Cookie's throat was mocked be like, it had been gripped by fingers ten.
And there they lay, all good dead men, like break a day in a booze-in-can,
yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
15 men of a whole ship's list, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Dead and be damned and the rest gone whist, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
The skipper lay with his knob in gore, with a scullion's axe his cheek had shore.
And the scullion he was stabbed times four.
And there they lay and the soggy sties dripped all day long in up-staring eyes.
And Merk's son said and at fowl's sunrise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
15 men of them stiff and stark, yo ho ho and [E] a bottle of [Dm] rum.
Ten of the crew had the murder mark, [Ab] yo ho ho and [G] a bottle [F] of rum.
Was [G] a cuntless swipe or an ounce of lead or a yoing hole in a [N] battered head.
And the skipper's glut with a rotting red.
And there they lay, I damned me eyes, all look-outs clapped on paradise.
All souls bound just contrary wise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
15 men of them good and true, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Every man jack could a-sail with old Pew, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
There was chest on chest full of Spanish gold with a ton of plate in the middle hole.
And the cabin's riot of lewd untold.
And they lay there then it took the plumb with sightless glare and their lips struck dumb.
While we shared all by [A] the rule of thumb, [N] yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
More was seen through the stern light screen, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Charting's no doubt where a woman had been, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
A flimsy shift on a bunker cot with a thin dirt slot through the bosom spot.
And the lace dipped [G] dry in a purplish blot.
Or was she wench some shuddering [Am] maid that dared the [N] knife and took the blade.
By God she was stuffed for a plucky jade, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men on the dead man's chest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Drinking the devil had done for the rest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
We wrapped them all in a mainsail tight with twice ten turns of a hauser's bite.
And we heaved them over and out of sight with a yo heave [G] ho and fare you well.
And a sullen plunge in a sullen [Ab] swell.
[N] Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell, yo ho ho and a bottle [D] of rum.
[Ab] Now there's a song you bastards!
Now let me tell you about the time I had a chew off me own leg.
[Bbm] It was nice, it was [N] delicious.
Key:
G
Ab
E
Dm
F
G
Ab
E
_ _ _ _ _ Ha!
You call that a song?
Ha!
Well, I'll give you a bleeding song.
_ _ _ _ _ 15 _ _ men on the dead man's chest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Drink and the devil had done for the rest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike, the bosun brained with a marlin's spike.
And Cookie's throat was mocked be like, it had been gripped by fingers ten.
And there they lay, all good dead men, like break a day in a booze-in-can,
yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
15 men of a whole ship's list, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Dead and be damned and the rest gone whist, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
The skipper lay with his knob in gore, with a scullion's axe his cheek had shore.
And the scullion he was stabbed times four.
And there they lay and the soggy sties dripped all day long in up-staring eyes.
And Merk's son said and at fowl's sunrise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
15 men of them stiff and stark, yo ho ho and [E] a bottle of [Dm] rum.
Ten of the crew had the murder mark, [Ab] yo ho ho and [G] a bottle [F] of rum.
Was [G] a cuntless swipe or an ounce of lead or a yoing hole in a [N] battered head.
And the skipper's glut with a rotting red.
And there they lay, I damned me eyes, all look-outs clapped on paradise.
All souls bound just contrary wise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
15 men of them good and true, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Every man jack could a-sail with old Pew, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
There was chest on chest full of Spanish gold with a ton of plate in the middle hole.
And the cabin's riot of lewd untold.
And they lay there then it took the plumb with sightless glare and their lips struck dumb.
While we shared all by [A] the rule of thumb, [N] yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
More was seen through the stern light screen, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Charting's no doubt where a woman had been, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
A flimsy shift on a bunker cot with a thin dirt slot through the bosom spot.
And the lace dipped [G] dry in a purplish blot.
Or was she wench some shuddering [Am] maid that dared the [N] knife and took the blade.
By God she was stuffed for a plucky jade, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men on the dead man's chest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Drinking the devil had done for the rest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
We wrapped them all in a mainsail tight with twice ten turns of a hauser's bite.
And we heaved them over and out of sight with a yo heave [G] ho and fare you well.
And a sullen plunge in a sullen [Ab] swell.
_ [N] _ Ten fathoms deep on the road to _ hell, _ yo ho ho and a bottle [D] of rum.
[Ab] Now there's a song you bastards!
_ Now let me tell you about the time I had a chew off me own leg.
[Bbm] It was nice, it was [N] delicious. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
You call that a song?
Ha!
Well, I'll give you a bleeding song.
_ _ _ _ _ 15 _ _ men on the dead man's chest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Drink and the devil had done for the rest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike, the bosun brained with a marlin's spike.
And Cookie's throat was mocked be like, it had been gripped by fingers ten.
And there they lay, all good dead men, like break a day in a booze-in-can,
yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
15 men of a whole ship's list, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Dead and be damned and the rest gone whist, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
The skipper lay with his knob in gore, with a scullion's axe his cheek had shore.
And the scullion he was stabbed times four.
And there they lay and the soggy sties dripped all day long in up-staring eyes.
And Merk's son said and at fowl's sunrise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
15 men of them stiff and stark, yo ho ho and [E] a bottle of [Dm] rum.
Ten of the crew had the murder mark, [Ab] yo ho ho and [G] a bottle [F] of rum.
Was [G] a cuntless swipe or an ounce of lead or a yoing hole in a [N] battered head.
And the skipper's glut with a rotting red.
And there they lay, I damned me eyes, all look-outs clapped on paradise.
All souls bound just contrary wise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
15 men of them good and true, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Every man jack could a-sail with old Pew, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
There was chest on chest full of Spanish gold with a ton of plate in the middle hole.
And the cabin's riot of lewd untold.
And they lay there then it took the plumb with sightless glare and their lips struck dumb.
While we shared all by [A] the rule of thumb, [N] yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
More was seen through the stern light screen, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Charting's no doubt where a woman had been, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
A flimsy shift on a bunker cot with a thin dirt slot through the bosom spot.
And the lace dipped [G] dry in a purplish blot.
Or was she wench some shuddering [Am] maid that dared the [N] knife and took the blade.
By God she was stuffed for a plucky jade, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Fifteen men on the dead man's chest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Drinking the devil had done for the rest, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
We wrapped them all in a mainsail tight with twice ten turns of a hauser's bite.
And we heaved them over and out of sight with a yo heave [G] ho and fare you well.
And a sullen plunge in a sullen [Ab] swell.
_ [N] _ Ten fathoms deep on the road to _ hell, _ yo ho ho and a bottle [D] of rum.
[Ab] Now there's a song you bastards!
_ Now let me tell you about the time I had a chew off me own leg.
[Bbm] It was nice, it was [N] delicious. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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