Chords for Salt Sea Pirates - Waitin' For The Day
Tempo:
140.1 bpm
Chords used:
B
E
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Oh, the worst old [E] brig that I ever did weigh, [B] Sailed out of Harrods on a windy day,
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
She was built in Roman time, Held together with bits of twine,
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Skippers half Dutch and the mates a Jew, The crew were [C#] fourteen men too few,
[B]
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Nothing in the [E] galley, nothing in the hole, [B] But the skippers turned in with a bag of gold,
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Off Lost stiffness she sprang a leak, Here poor old Timbers Creek,
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
We pumped our way [E] round Lost stiffness,
[B] When the wind backed around to the west-south-west,
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Into the cockle to Cormorough cliff, Steering like a wagon with the wheel adrift,
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Into the [E] Humber and up to [B] town, Pump you blighters, pump and drown,
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Her coal was shot [E] by a keen [B] bickeroo, Her bottom was rotten and it went right through,
So we're waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day.
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
She was built in Roman time, Held together with bits of twine,
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Skippers half Dutch and the mates a Jew, The crew were [C#] fourteen men too few,
[B]
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Nothing in the [E] galley, nothing in the hole, [B] But the skippers turned in with a bag of gold,
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Off Lost stiffness she sprang a leak, Here poor old Timbers Creek,
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
We pumped our way [E] round Lost stiffness,
[B] When the wind backed around to the west-south-west,
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Into the cockle to Cormorough cliff, Steering like a wagon with the wheel adrift,
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Into the [E] Humber and up to [B] town, Pump you blighters, pump and drown,
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Her coal was shot [E] by a keen [B] bickeroo, Her bottom was rotten and it went right through,
So we're waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day.
Key:
B
E
C#
B
E
C#
B
E
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_ _ _ _ _ Oh, the worst old [E] brig that I ever did weigh, [B] Sailed out of Harrods on a windy day,
_ _ _ Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _
She was built in Roman time, Held together with bits of twine, _ _
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _ _
Skippers half Dutch and the mates a Jew, The crew were [C#] fourteen men too few,
_ _ [B]
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Nothing in the [E] galley, nothing in the hole, [B] But the skippers turned in with a bag of gold,
_ _ Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
_ _ _ Off Lost stiffness she sprang a leak, Here poor old Timbers Creek,
_ _ Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
_ _ _ We pumped our way [E] round Lost stiffness,
[B] When the wind backed around to the west-south-west,
_ _ Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _ _
Into the cockle to Cormorough cliff, Steering like a wagon with the wheel adrift,
_ _ Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _ _
Into the [E] Humber and up to [B] town, Pump you blighters, pump and drown,
_ _ Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
_ _ _ Her coal was shot [E] by a keen [B] bickeroo, Her bottom was rotten and it went right through,
_ So we're waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _ _
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _ _
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _
_ Waiting for the day, waiting for the day.
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_ _ _ _ _ Oh, the worst old [E] brig that I ever did weigh, [B] Sailed out of Harrods on a windy day,
_ _ _ Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _
She was built in Roman time, Held together with bits of twine, _ _
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _ _
Skippers half Dutch and the mates a Jew, The crew were [C#] fourteen men too few,
_ _ [B]
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Nothing in the [E] galley, nothing in the hole, [B] But the skippers turned in with a bag of gold,
_ _ Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
_ _ _ Off Lost stiffness she sprang a leak, Here poor old Timbers Creek,
_ _ Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
_ _ _ We pumped our way [E] round Lost stiffness,
[B] When the wind backed around to the west-south-west,
_ _ Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _ _
Into the cockle to Cormorough cliff, Steering like a wagon with the wheel adrift,
_ _ Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _ _
Into the [E] Humber and up to [B] town, Pump you blighters, pump and drown,
_ _ Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay.
_ _ _ Her coal was shot [E] by a keen [B] bickeroo, Her bottom was rotten and it went right through,
_ So we're waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _ _
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _ _
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _
Waiting for the day, waiting for the day, Waiting for the day till we get our pay. _ _ _
_ Waiting for the day, waiting for the day.
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