Chords for The Corsairs - Yo Ho Ho (And A Bottle Of Rum)
Tempo:
107 bpm
Chords used:
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
15 men on a 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 pipe, the bosun brained with a marlin's spite
And Cookie's throat was marked belight, it had been gripped by fingers ten
And there they lay all good dead men
Like break of day in a bosun 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 with, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
The skipper lay with his knob in gore with a scullion's axe
His cheekage sure and scullion he was stabbed times four
And there they lay while soggy skies dripped all day long in a staring eye
Let Murch's sun set and a foul sun rise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
15 men of a siff and stock, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
And ten of the crew had the murder mark, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
It was a cutlass swiper, an ounce of lead or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the skippers clogged with a rotting red
And there they lay, I damn me eyes, old lookouts clamped 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 good as sailor though 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 hold
And the cabins ride of lewd untold
And there they lay then it took the plumb with sightless glare in their lids struck dumb
While we shared all but a rule of thumb, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
All was seen through the stern light screen, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Chotting no doubt where a woman had been, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
A flimsy shift on a bunker cot with a fingered slot through the bosom spot
And the lace stiff dried in the purplish blot
Oh was she when some shuddering maid who dared the knife and took the blade
I thought she was tough for a plucky jade, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
15 men on a 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
We wrapped them all in a mainsail tight with twice ten turns of a house's bite
Then we heaved them over and out of sight with a yo heave ho
And a pathy well and a sullen plunge in a southern swell
[G] Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell, 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 pipe, the bosun brained with a marlin's spite
And Cookie's throat was marked belight, it had been gripped by fingers ten
And there they lay all good dead men
Like break of day in a bosun 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 with, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
The skipper lay with his knob in gore with a scullion's axe
His cheekage sure and scullion he was stabbed times four
And there they lay while soggy skies dripped all day long in a staring eye
Let Murch's sun set and a foul sun rise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
15 men of a siff and stock, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
And ten of the crew had the murder mark, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
It was a cutlass swiper, an ounce of lead or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the skippers clogged with a rotting red
And there they lay, I damn me eyes, old lookouts clamped 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 good as sailor though 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 hold
And the cabins ride of lewd untold
And there they lay then it took the plumb with sightless glare in their lids struck dumb
While we shared all but a rule of thumb, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
All was seen through the stern light screen, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Chotting no doubt where a woman had been, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
A flimsy shift on a bunker cot with a fingered slot through the bosom spot
And the lace stiff dried in the purplish blot
Oh was she when some shuddering maid who dared the knife and took the blade
I thought she was tough for a plucky jade, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
15 men on a 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
We wrapped them all in a mainsail tight with twice ten turns of a house's bite
Then we heaved them over and out of sight with a yo heave ho
And a pathy well and a sullen plunge in a southern swell
[G] Ten fathoms deep on the road to hell, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
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15 men on a 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 pipe, the bosun brained with a marlin's spite
And Cookie's throat was marked belight, it had been gripped by fingers ten
And there they lay all good dead men
Like break of day in a bosun 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 with, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
The skipper lay with his knob in gore with a scullion's axe
His cheekage sure and scullion he was stabbed times four
And there they lay while soggy skies dripped all day long in a staring eye
Let Murch's sun set and a foul sun rise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
15 men of a siff and stock, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
And ten of the crew had the murder mark, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
It was a cutlass swiper, an ounce of lead or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the skippers clogged with a rotting red
And there they lay, I damn me eyes, old lookouts clamped 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 good as sailor though 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 hold
And the cabins ride of lewd untold
And there they lay then it took the plumb with sightless glare in their lids struck dumb
While we shared all but a rule of thumb, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
All was seen through the stern light screen, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Chotting no doubt where a woman had been, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
A flimsy shift on a bunker cot with a fingered slot through the bosom spot
And the lace stiff dried in the purplish blot
Oh was she when some shuddering maid who dared the knife and took the blade
I thought she was tough for a plucky jade, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
15 men on a 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
We wrapped them all in a mainsail tight with twice ten turns of a house's bite
Then we heaved them over and out of sight with a yo heave ho
And a pathy well and a sullen plunge in a southern _ swell
[G] Ten fathoms deep on the road to _ hell, 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 pipe, the bosun brained with a marlin's spite
And Cookie's throat was marked belight, it had been gripped by fingers ten
And there they lay all good dead men
Like break of day in a bosun 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 with, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
The skipper lay with his knob in gore with a scullion's axe
His cheekage sure and scullion he was stabbed times four
And there they lay while soggy skies dripped all day long in a staring eye
Let Murch's sun set and a foul sun rise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
15 men of a siff and stock, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
And ten of the crew had the murder mark, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
It was a cutlass swiper, an ounce of lead or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the skippers clogged with a rotting red
And there they lay, I damn me eyes, old lookouts clamped 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 good as sailor though 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 hold
And the cabins ride of lewd untold
And there they lay then it took the plumb with sightless glare in their lids struck dumb
While we shared all but a rule of thumb, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
All was seen through the stern light screen, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Chotting no doubt where a woman had been, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
A flimsy shift on a bunker cot with a fingered slot through the bosom spot
And the lace stiff dried in the purplish blot
Oh was she when some shuddering maid who dared the knife and took the blade
I thought she was tough for a plucky jade, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
15 men on a 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
We wrapped them all in a mainsail tight with twice ten turns of a house's bite
Then we heaved them over and out of sight with a yo heave ho
And a pathy well and a sullen plunge in a southern _ swell
[G] Ten fathoms deep on the road to _ hell, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum _ _ _ _ _ _