Amsterdam Chords by Scott Walker
Tempo:
129.75 bpm
Chords used:
Fm
C
Cm
C#
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Fm] [Cm] In
[Fm]
the port of Amsterdam [Cm] there's a sailor who sings
Of [C#] the dreams that he brings from [C] the wide open sea
[Fm] In the port of Amsterdam there's [Cm] a sailor who sleeps
While [C#] the [C] riverbank weeps with [Fm] the old willow tree
In [G#] the port of Amsterdam there's [C] a sailor who dies
[Fm] Full of beer, full of cries in [C] a drunken down fight
But [Fm] in the port of Amsterdam there's [Cm] a sailor who's born
On [C#] a muggy [C] hot moor by [Fm] the dawn's early light
In the port of Amsterdam [Cm] where the sailors all meet
There's [Fm] a sailor who eats [C] only fish heads and tails
[Fm] He will show you his teeth that [Cm] have rotted too soon
That can [Fm] swallow the [C] moon, [Fm] that can haul up the sails
And [G#] he yells to the cook with [C] his arms open wide
[Fm] Bring me more fish, set [C] it down by my side
[Fm] And he wants a load of belch, but [Cm] he's too full to try
So [Fm] he gets up and [C] laughs [Fm] and he zips up his fly
In the port of Amsterdam [Cm] you can see sailors dance
[Fm] Horses bursting their pants, [C] grinding women to point
[Fm] They've forgotten the tune [Cm] and their whiskey voice grows
[Fm] They ding the [C] night [Fm] with the roar of their jokes
And they [G#]
turn and they dance and they [C] laugh and they lust
[Fm] Till the rancid sounds of [C] the accordion burst then
[Fm]
Out to the night with [Cm] their pride in their pants
[Fm] And the slut that [C] they tow [Fm] underneath the street lamps
In the port of Amsterdam [Cm] there's a sailor who drinks
[Fm] And he drinks and he drinks [C] and he drinks once again
[Fm] He drinks to the hell [Cm] of the whores of Amsterdam
[Fm] Who have promised [C] their love to [Fm] a thousand other men
[G#] They bargain their bodies and [C] their virtues long gone
[Fm] For a few dirty coins [C] and when he can't go on
He [Fm] plants his toes in the sky [Cm] and he wipes it up above
And [Fm] he pisses like [C] a cry [Fm] for an unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam, [Cm] in the port of Amsterdam
[C#] [C] [Fm]
[N]
[Fm]
the port of Amsterdam [Cm] there's a sailor who sings
Of [C#] the dreams that he brings from [C] the wide open sea
[Fm] In the port of Amsterdam there's [Cm] a sailor who sleeps
While [C#] the [C] riverbank weeps with [Fm] the old willow tree
In [G#] the port of Amsterdam there's [C] a sailor who dies
[Fm] Full of beer, full of cries in [C] a drunken down fight
But [Fm] in the port of Amsterdam there's [Cm] a sailor who's born
On [C#] a muggy [C] hot moor by [Fm] the dawn's early light
In the port of Amsterdam [Cm] where the sailors all meet
There's [Fm] a sailor who eats [C] only fish heads and tails
[Fm] He will show you his teeth that [Cm] have rotted too soon
That can [Fm] swallow the [C] moon, [Fm] that can haul up the sails
And [G#] he yells to the cook with [C] his arms open wide
[Fm] Bring me more fish, set [C] it down by my side
[Fm] And he wants a load of belch, but [Cm] he's too full to try
So [Fm] he gets up and [C] laughs [Fm] and he zips up his fly
In the port of Amsterdam [Cm] you can see sailors dance
[Fm] Horses bursting their pants, [C] grinding women to point
[Fm] They've forgotten the tune [Cm] and their whiskey voice grows
[Fm] They ding the [C] night [Fm] with the roar of their jokes
And they [G#]
turn and they dance and they [C] laugh and they lust
[Fm] Till the rancid sounds of [C] the accordion burst then
[Fm]
Out to the night with [Cm] their pride in their pants
[Fm] And the slut that [C] they tow [Fm] underneath the street lamps
In the port of Amsterdam [Cm] there's a sailor who drinks
[Fm] And he drinks and he drinks [C] and he drinks once again
[Fm] He drinks to the hell [Cm] of the whores of Amsterdam
[Fm] Who have promised [C] their love to [Fm] a thousand other men
[G#] They bargain their bodies and [C] their virtues long gone
[Fm] For a few dirty coins [C] and when he can't go on
He [Fm] plants his toes in the sky [Cm] and he wipes it up above
And [Fm] he pisses like [C] a cry [Fm] for an unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam, [Cm] in the port of Amsterdam
[C#] [C] [Fm]
[N]
Key:
Fm
C
Cm
C#
G#
Fm
C
Cm
[Fm] _ _ _ [Cm] In _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ the port of Amsterdam _ _ [Cm] there's a sailor who sings
Of [C#] the dreams that he _ brings from [C] the wide open sea
_ [Fm] In the port of Amsterdam _ there's [Cm] a sailor who sleeps
While [C#] the _ [C] riverbank _ weeps with [Fm] the old willow tree
_ In [G#] the port of Amsterdam there's [C] a sailor who dies
[Fm] Full of beer, full of cries in [C] a drunken _ down fight
_ But [Fm] in the port of Amsterdam _ there's [Cm] a sailor who's born
On [C#] a muggy [C] hot moor _ by [Fm] the dawn's early light _
In the port of Amsterdam [Cm] where the sailors all meet
There's [Fm] a sailor who eats [C] only fish heads and tails
[Fm] He will show you his teeth that [Cm] have rotted too soon
That can [Fm] swallow the [C] moon, [Fm] that can haul up the sails
And [G#] he yells to the cook with [C] his arms open wide
[Fm] Bring me more fish, set [C] it down by my side
[Fm] And he wants a load of belch, but [Cm] he's too full to try
So [Fm] he gets up and [C] laughs [Fm] and he zips up his fly
In the port of Amsterdam [Cm] you can see sailors dance
[Fm] Horses bursting their pants, [C] grinding women to point
[Fm] They've forgotten the tune [Cm] and their whiskey voice grows
[Fm] They ding the [C] night [Fm] with the roar of their jokes
And they [G#]
turn and they dance and they [C] laugh and they lust
[Fm] Till the rancid sounds of [C] the accordion burst then
[Fm]
Out to the night with [Cm] their pride in their pants
[Fm] And the slut that [C] they tow [Fm] underneath the street lamps
In the port of Amsterdam [Cm] there's a sailor who drinks
[Fm] And he drinks and he drinks [C] and he drinks once again
[Fm] He drinks to the hell [Cm] of the whores of Amsterdam
[Fm] Who have promised [C] their love to [Fm] a thousand other men
[G#] They bargain their bodies and [C] their virtues long gone
[Fm] For a few dirty coins [C] and when he can't go on
He [Fm] plants his toes in the sky [Cm] and he wipes it up above
And [Fm] he pisses like [C] a cry [Fm] for an unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam, [Cm] in the port of Amsterdam
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ the port of Amsterdam _ _ [Cm] there's a sailor who sings
Of [C#] the dreams that he _ brings from [C] the wide open sea
_ [Fm] In the port of Amsterdam _ there's [Cm] a sailor who sleeps
While [C#] the _ [C] riverbank _ weeps with [Fm] the old willow tree
_ In [G#] the port of Amsterdam there's [C] a sailor who dies
[Fm] Full of beer, full of cries in [C] a drunken _ down fight
_ But [Fm] in the port of Amsterdam _ there's [Cm] a sailor who's born
On [C#] a muggy [C] hot moor _ by [Fm] the dawn's early light _
In the port of Amsterdam [Cm] where the sailors all meet
There's [Fm] a sailor who eats [C] only fish heads and tails
[Fm] He will show you his teeth that [Cm] have rotted too soon
That can [Fm] swallow the [C] moon, [Fm] that can haul up the sails
And [G#] he yells to the cook with [C] his arms open wide
[Fm] Bring me more fish, set [C] it down by my side
[Fm] And he wants a load of belch, but [Cm] he's too full to try
So [Fm] he gets up and [C] laughs [Fm] and he zips up his fly
In the port of Amsterdam [Cm] you can see sailors dance
[Fm] Horses bursting their pants, [C] grinding women to point
[Fm] They've forgotten the tune [Cm] and their whiskey voice grows
[Fm] They ding the [C] night [Fm] with the roar of their jokes
And they [G#]
turn and they dance and they [C] laugh and they lust
[Fm] Till the rancid sounds of [C] the accordion burst then
[Fm]
Out to the night with [Cm] their pride in their pants
[Fm] And the slut that [C] they tow [Fm] underneath the street lamps
In the port of Amsterdam [Cm] there's a sailor who drinks
[Fm] And he drinks and he drinks [C] and he drinks once again
[Fm] He drinks to the hell [Cm] of the whores of Amsterdam
[Fm] Who have promised [C] their love to [Fm] a thousand other men
[G#] They bargain their bodies and [C] their virtues long gone
[Fm] For a few dirty coins [C] and when he can't go on
He [Fm] plants his toes in the sky [Cm] and he wipes it up above
And [Fm] he pisses like [C] a cry [Fm] for an unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam, [Cm] in the port of Amsterdam
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _