Möte i monsunen Chords by Sven-Bertil Taube

_ [D] We met a ship in the sweltering monsoon,
[A] where we sailed up to the Red Sea.
_ _ [D] A foreman it was, and [Em] his name was Typhoon,
[D] which now sailed from East [A] India to Godot.
_ Our captain gave the order that we should raise the flag,
[A] and we raised [D] the yellow [A] and the blue.
_ And at [D] the same time, [B] from [Em] the ship's deck,
the [D] white flag of Finland [A] with the blue [D] cross was blowing.
_ _ We held on pretty close, and stopped the machine
to [A] pray and take the message [A] home with us.
_ And then she [D]
promised something,
[Em] where she went in with the wind from [D]
Babur,
and [A] we rowed [D] to them.
_ We were able to get from the dock to the leader of my ship,
[A] and our fourth [D] foreman entered [A] on it.
_ [D] But in the voice of a Swedish sailor,
[Em] who I now see again, [D] Fritjof Andersson,
[A] my old [D] childhood friend.
_ Yes, sometimes you meet _ in monsoons and passage,
[A] when you sail [D] mostly on the heat [A] like we did.
[D] I was still quite surprised, [Em] but still more happy,
[D] when I saw [A] my friend again on [D] this shore.
I was chosen to be China, I was rowed in Shanghai,
I have sat with pirates out in the pond.
[A] But [D] I married the daughter of the murderer Tuvai, _
Fritjof said, it's terrible, but it's true.
With the help of the Chinese I came to Singapore,
[A] without passport and [D] money I stand on a [E] square.
When a man in gold galons suddenly [Em] walks up to me,
[D] the Swedish consul, [A] Captain [D] Fredrik Adelborg.
_ Say hello, Fritjof Andersson, says Adelborg,
what [A] in the Lord's [D] name are you doing in [A] Singapore?
_ [D] From the Yellow River I come [Em] and go to Gothenburg,
[D] it's better [A] to rent [D] than to get.
_ I was dressed in white clothes, I was allowed to borrow 10 pounds,
I [A] was given a passport with the weapons of Sweden and a portrait.
The consul [D] invited me to tea and [Em] jam and talked for a while,
she [D] was the sweetest [A] I had ever [D] seen.
_ Yes, so I took a steamer and patterned on a book,
[A] and in Siam [D] we got loaded by [A] wild animals.
_ [D] Tigers, lions, elephants, [Em] as they sold to Hagenbeck,
as [D] you have been in [A] Siam, or in [D] Urum.
_ But the journey was the worst of all the journeys,
[A] south of Ceylon [D] we went in a [A] cyclone.
_ [D] The lion tore out the cage and [Em] smote an elephant,
the [D] storm was mixed [A] with a storm of [D] oil and stone.
_ Soon the hatches were broken and many animals arose,
[A] our command post [D] was _ [A] overrun.
The [D] elephant cracked the masts [Em] and threw a bull
out [D] into the sea, my dear, [A] true to [D] my words.
_ Yes, Hagenbeck's offer to the lion was given,
and [A] a gorilla [D] climbed down in [A] our machine.
To [D] tame the machinist, [Em] she hit forward and backed,
until [D] I shot her [A] with a six-barrel [D] rifle.
_ No, it was the most selfish Nemesis from the jungle, my friend,
soon [A] it was just me [D] and the elephant [A] left.
_ When [D] the cyclone passed we got a [Em] southwest monsoon again,
and [D] drove into [A] the chamber on [D] _ Malabar.
But now I say goodbye, for your commander is leaving,
[A] yes, but Freitjof, [D] the elephant, [A] who got it?
When we [D] meet again I [Em] will answer your words,
[D] we will sail now and set course again. _
And it was a stormy fulfillment and began its course,
[A] and back to [D] our gun we [A] rode. _ _
[D] And there she went in the monsoon [Em] and I heard their song,
_ Rolling [D] home, rolling [G] home, across the Basin.
_ _ But I counted all the sails and counted again,
[A] from flying [D] jib to railer and [A] messan.
It was summer twenty [B]-two, white [Em] sails as they went,
[D] on the glittering blue ocean. _ _
It was summer twenty-two, white [Em]
sails as they went,
on [D] the _ [A] glittering blue [D] ocean. _ _ _
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