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The Mariner's Revenge Song

Tom: AmMédio

AmWe are two mariners

AmOur ship's sole survivors

AmIn this belly of a whaleE

AmIt's ribs are ceiling beams

AmIt's guts are carpeting

AmI guess we have some time to kill

AmYou may not remember me

AmI was a child of three

AmAnd you, a lad of eighteenE

AmBut, I remember you

AmAnd I will relate to you

AmHow our histories interweavEe

FAt the time you were

A rake and a roustabouAmt

FSpending all your money

On the whores and hounEds

(oh, oh)

AmYou had a charming air

AmAll cheap and debonair

AmMy widowed mother found so sweEet

AmAnd so she took you in

AmHer sheets still warm with him

AmNow filled with filth and foul diseaEse

FAs time wore on you proved

A debt-ridden drunken meAmss

FLeaving my mother

A poor consumptive wretcEh

(oh, oh)

AmAnd then you disappeared

AmYour gambling arrears

AmThe only thing you left behinEd

AmAnd then the magistrate

AmReclaimed our small estate

AmAnd my poor mother lost her miEnd

FThen, one day in spring

My dear sweet mother diAmed

FBut, before she did

I took her hand as she, dying, crieEd:

(oh, oh)

"AmFind him, find him

Tie him to a pole and break

His fingers to splinters

Drag him to a hole until he

Wakes up naked

Clawing at the ceiling

Of his grave"

AmIt took me fifteen years

AmTo swallow all my tears

AmAmong the urchins in the streEet

AmUntil a priory

AmTook pity and hired me

AmTo keep their vestry nice andE neat

FBut, never once in the employ

these holy menAm

FDid I ever, once turn my mind

From the thought of revengEe

(oh, oh)

(Continua igual os versos.)

One night I overheard

The prior exchanging words

With a penitent whaler from the sea

The captain of his ship

Who matched you toe to tip

Was known for wanton cruelty

The following day

I shipped to sea

With a privateer

And in the whistle

Of the wind

I could almost hear

(oh, oh)

"Find him, find him

Tie him to a pole and break

His fingers to splinters

Drag him to a hole until he

Wakes up naked

Clawing at the ceiling

Of his grave

There is one thing I must say to you

As you sail across the sea

Always, your mother will watch over you

As you avenge this wicked deed"

And then, that fateful night

We had you in our sight

After twenty months, it seemed

Your starboard flank abeam

I was getting my muskets clean

When came this rumbling from beneath

The ocean shook

The sky went black

And the captain quailed

And before us grew

The angry jaws

Of a giant whale

(oh..)

Don't know how I survived

The crew all was chewed alive

I must have slipped between his teeth

But, oh, what providence

What divine intelligence

That you should survive

As well as me

It gives my eye great joy

To see your eyes fill with fear

To lean in close

And I will whisper

The last words you'll hear

(oh, oh)

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16 Military Wives

Tom: EMédio

Standard tuning. No capo.

EGABCD

Lyrics and chords:

E Sixteen military Gwives

Thirty-two Asoftly focused brightly colored Eeyes

E Staring at the natural Gtan

Of thirty-two Agently clenching wrinkled little Ehands

A Seventeen company Bmen

Out of which Conly twelve will Dmake it back Aagain

E Seargeant sent a letter to Gfive

Military Awives, his tears drip down to ten little Eeyes

B Cheer them on to their rivals

Cause AAmerica Ecan, and AAmerica Ecan't say Bno

And AAmerica Edoes, if AAmerica Esays it's Bso

BIt's so

( D O N T P L A Y H E R E )

And the anchorperson on TV goes

ELa de da de da

E Fifteen celebrity Gmimes

Leaving their Afifteen sorted wretched checkered Elives

E Will they find the solution in Gtime

Using their Afifteen pristine moderate liberal Eminds

A Eighteen academy Bchairs

Out of which Conly seven Dreally even Acare

E Doling out a garment to Gfive

Celebrity Amimes, they're humbly taken by surEprise

B Cheer them on to their rivals

Cause AAmerica Ecan, and AAmerica Ecan't say Bno

And AAmerica Edoes, if AAmerica Esays it's Bso

BIt's so

( D O N T P L A Y H E R E )

And the anchorperson on TV goes

ELa de da de da de di de di de da

A Fourteen cannibal Bkings

Wondering Cblindly what the Ddinner bell will Abring

E Fifteen celebrity Gmimes

Served on a Aleafy bed of sixteen military Ewives

B Cheer them on to their rivals

Cause AAmerica Ecan, and AAmerica Ecan't say Bno

And AAmerica Edoes, if AAmerica Esays it's Bso

BIt's so

( D O N T P L A Y H E R E )

And the anchorperson on TV goes

ELa de da de da de di de di de da

EDe da de da de di de di de da

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Ben Franklins Song

Tom: GAvançado

ElecGtricity, yeah you can all thank me

Took some liCghtning, a kite, and a fat brass kAmey

And they?re Bmputting up street lights in gayC Paris

You?re Amwelcome from oDur young nGation C

I?m the oGnly American the French wanna see

They cCall me a genius, I can?t disagAmree

They have Bmguns, they have funds, they can set usC free

InAmvest in mDy reputGation

And do you Amknow who the fuck I am?

Yeah do you Cknow who the fuck I am?

Do you Amknow who the fuck I am?

I am CPoor-Richard's-Almanack-writing Benjamin fucking FrankGlin C

I said Gearly to bed, bitches, early to rise

They mCake a man healthy, wealthy and wAmise

BmSoldiers are fighting for freedom, they have noC supplies

So diAmplomacy hDappens at niGght

John GAdams debates at the gates of Versailles

Ay, he whCines and parades and awaits a repAmly

As BmI stay up late with a succulent breast or aC thigh

Alright, diAmplomacy hDappens at niGght

And do you Amknow who the fuck I am?

Yeah do you Cknow who the fuck I am?

Do you Amknow who the fuck I am?

EmOne pain that lingers, the hitch in my Cstride

Is my Emson back at home who I could not gCuide

Who Bmsits alone in a prison cell on the wrongC side

AmStands against oDur young naGtion C

So I Gplay my ambassador part with pride

I am kCnown in the world, and the world is wAmide

To my Bmchildren, my sins may be magnified

But I?Cd do it aAmll again, nDo hesitGation

And do you Amknow who the fuck I am?

Yeah do you Cknow who the fuck I am?

Do you Amknow who the fuck I am?

I am CPoor-Richard's-Almanack-writing Benjamin fucking FrankAmlin

(Do you Amknow who the fuck I am?) who the fuck I am?

(Do you Cknow who the fuck I am?) who the fuck I am?

(Do you Amknow who the fuck I am?)

I am CPoor-Richard's-Almanack-writing, Ampolymath, bifocal-wearing

EmHardened glass harmonica-playing BbBenjamin fucking FrankGlin

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One Engine

Tom: AmMédio

Am7

AmOne Am7engiAmne Cbarely Gmakes it Amaway, Am7 Am C G

AmOne Am7engiAne Cbarely Gmakes it AmawaAm7y. Am C G

AmHold Am7on, Amthey're Cbreaking their Gbonds,

AmOne Am7engiAmne Cbarely Gmakes it AmawaAm7y. Am C

DAnd the Gmartyr Dline,

It's a Gbitter Dpill.

And the Gline of Dright,

It will Cbarely Gmake you AmfeeAm7l. Am C G

AmAm7AmCG

AmI'd Am7like Amto Cget you in Gsome kind of way,Am Am7 Am C G

AmSome Am7kindAm of Ctrouble in Gsome kind of AmwayAm7. Am C G

AmBeaAm7r doAmwn they'll Crun you Gaground,

AmWe Am7all Ammust Csuffer Gawhile in a AmwayAm7. Am C D

DAnd the Gmartyr Dline,

It's a Gbitter Dpill.

And the Gline of Dright,

It will Cbarely Gmake you AmfeeAm7l. Am

CMake you Gfeel Am Am7 Am

CBarely Gmake you AmfeeAm7l Am

CMake you Gfeel

AmAm7AmCG

DAnd the Gmartyr Dline,

It's a Gbitter Dpill.

And the Dline of Dright,

It will Cbarely Gmake you AmfeeAm7l. Am C G

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California One Youth And Beauty Brigade

Tom: DAvançado

Asus4

D/F

F#m

DTake a long drive with mEme

On California one, On California Done

Take a long drive with meEm

On California one, On California Done

And the road a-winding goes

From golden gatGme to roaring cliff-sideD

And the light is softly low as our heartGms become sweetly untied D

Beneath the suCn Gof California one D

Take a long dram with meEm

Of California wine, of California wineD

Take a long dram with meEm

Of California wine, of California wineD

And the wine it tastes so sweet

As we laGmy our eyes to wanderD

And the sky, it stretches deep

Will we resGmt our heads to slumberD

Beneath the Cvines of California wine?

DBeneath the Csun Gof California One D

DAsus4D

DEmGEmGD

Annabelle lies,D sleeps with quiet eyes

On thisG seEma-driftG sun Em

What can you do?D

And if I said, O it's in your head

On thisG seEma-driftG sun Em

What can you do?D

DWe're calling all bed wetters and ambulance chasers

Poor picker-pockets bring 'em in

D/FCome join the Gyouth and beauty brigade D

We're lining up the light-loafers

And the bored bench warmers

Castaways and cutouts, fill it up

D/FCome join the Gyouth and beauty brigadeD

NEmothing will F#mstand in our wayG

I figured I had paiAd my debDt to society G

By F#mpaying my overdue finEmes at the GMultnomah County Library, at

the library they said son, go join up

Dgo join the Gyouth and beauty brigadeD'

D/FCome join the Gyouth and beauty brigadeD

EmNothing willF#m stand in our waGy

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Why Would I Now

Tom: GMédio

Cmaj7

GHave I ever Cmaj7lost your waGy?

Have I ever lCmaj7eft you ElaineG?

Have I ever cCmaj7alled and stayeGd?

CWhy would I nowG?

There were timesEm I loathe your nGame

There were timesEm I laid on plainG

There were timesEm I brought on shaGme

CWhy would I nowG?

But I will neverD be your fCamiliar soGul

and I will neverD see your Cinterior wGhole

But have I ever Emstood back Cand watcheGd you fall?

CDitched your cGall? CCut you, beGndD around?

Why would I nowG?

Have I ever Cmaj7stood you wrong?G

Have I ever Cmaj7strung you alongG?

Have I ever gCmaj7ot you alone? G

Why wouCld I nowG?

There were times IEm go throughG the walls

There were times IEm broke througGh it all

There were times iEmt felt so haGrd,

Why woCuld I noGw?

But I will neverD be your fCamiliar soGul

and I will neverD see your Cinterior wGhole

But have I ever Emstood back Cand watcheGd you fall?

CDitched your cGall? CCut you, beGndD around?

Why would I nowG?

BmThough the yeaCrs they may uGnbreak you

BmHow it alCl really Gunmade you Dland down

Why would I now?G

Remember when iCmaj7t all went dGark

Remember when iCmaj7t first ran Gapart

Remember how I Cmaj7held my Gmarks

So wCouldn't I nGow?

But I will neverD be your fCamiliar soGul

and I will neverD see your Cinterior wGhole

But have I ever Emstood back Cand watcheGd you fall?

CDitched your cGall? CCut you, beGndD around?

Why would I nowG?

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Down By The Water

Tom: EmFácil

EmSee this ancient Griver bed,

DSee where all the follieCs led

EmDown by the water and down by thDe old main drag. Em

EmI was just some tow-Ghead teen

DFeelin' 'round for fingers to get in-betweeCn

EmDown by the water and down by thDe old main drag. Em

EmThe season rubsD me wrong, Em

EmThe summer swellDs anon. C

So knock me down, teaEmr me up G

But I would bear Dit all broken just to fill my cup C

EmDown by the water and down by tDhe old main drag. Em

CEmCEmD

EmSweet decsend this rabble G'round

Dthe pretty little patter of a seaporCt town

EmRolling in the water and rollingD down the old main drag. Em

EmAll dolled up in gaGbardine

DThe lash-flashing Leda of pier nineCteen,

EmQueen of the water and queen of Dthe old main drag. Em

EmThe season rubsD me wrong, Em

EmThe summer swellDs anon. C

So knock me down, tearEm me up, G

But I would bear Dit all broken just to fill my cup C

EmDown by the water and down by tDhe old main drag Em

CEmCEmDEmGDCEmD

EmThe season rubsD me wrong Em

EmThe summer swellDs on and on C

So knock me down, teaEmr me up G

But I would bear Dit all broken just to fill my cup C

EmDown by the water and down by tDhe old main drag (3x) Em

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Once In My Life

Tom: GCapo 3Fácil

Cmaj7

G > > > Cmaj7 > > > C > > > |

G Oh for once in my, oh for once in my lCmaj7ife C

G Could just something go, could just something go riCmaj7ght? C

GCmaj7C

G Oh for once in my, oh for once in my lCmaj7ife C

G Could just something go, could just something go riCmaj7ght? C

D I've been waiting all my lCife C

D I've been waiting all my lCife

All my Glife, my lCife G C

G Oh for once in my, oh for once in my lCmaj7ife C

G Could just something go, could just something go riCmaj7ght? C

D I've been waiting all my lCife C

D I've been waiting all my lCife

All my Glife, my lCife

All my Glife, all my lCife

D I've been waiting all my lCife C

D I've been waiting all my lCife

All my Glife, my lCife

(Oh for once in my, oh for once in my life)

All my Glife, all my lCife

(Oh for once in my, oh for once in my life)

G All my life, all my life, C all my life, all my life

(Oh for once in my, oh for once in my life)

G (Oh for once in my, oh for once in my lCife)

G I could wait for hCmaj7ours C

G I could wait and nevCmaj7er fall down, Cnever fall down

Never fallG down Cmaj7 C

G Lay us down beside the rivCmaj7er C

G Face down beside the rivCmaj7er C G

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Rox In The Box

Tom: AmMédio

(2x)

Verse 1:

We get the Amrocks in the box, get the Cwater right down to your Gsocks

This Embulkheads built of fallen brethren Ambones

We all Amdo what we can, we enCdure our fellow Gman

And we Emsing our songs to the headframes, creeps and Ambones

And it's Fone, two, three, of the Cwrong side of the lee

What we Gmeant for, what we Ammeant for

And its Fseven, eight, nine, you get your Cshuffle back in line

And Gif you ever make it to ten you won't make it Amagain

AmCEmAm

Verse 2:

And you Amwon't make it time on this Cgray ground of mountain Gmine

Of Emdirt your made and of dirt you will retAmurn

So Amwhile were living here, let's Cget this other one thing Gclear

There's Emplenty of men to die, you don't jump yourAm turn

And it's Fone, two, three, of the Cwrong side of the lee

What we Gmeant for, what we Ammeant for

And its Fseven, eight, nine, you get your Cshuffle back in line

And Gif you ever make it to ten you won't make it Amagain

AmCEmAm

AmGEmC

And it's Fone, two, three, of the Cwrong side of the lee

What we Gmeant for, what we Ammeant for

And its Fseven, eight, nine, you get your Cshuffle back in line

And Gif you ever make it to ten you won't make it Amagain

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10.

The Legionnaires Lament

Tom: DmAvançado

DmI'm a Legionnaire

Camel in Fdisrepair

Hoping for aGm Frigidaire

To come Dmpassing Aby

I am Dmon reprieve

Lacking myF joie de vivre

Missing my Gmgay Paris

In this dDmesert Adry

And I Fwrote my girl

Told her I would not return

I've terribly Bbtaken a turn

For the Dmworst now IA fear

It's been a Dmyear or more

Since they shipped me to thisF foreign shore

Fighting in aGm foreign war

So far Dmaway from myA home

If only some Frain would fall

On theC houses and the Bbboulevards

And thGme sidewalk bagatelles

It's like a Bbdream

With the Froar of cars

And the Clolling of the Bbcafe bars

The Gmsweetly sleeping sweeping of the SBbeine

Lord I Gmdon't know if I'll Dmever be Aback aDmgain

La la la Fla

La la la Gmla Dm A

MedicatingDm in the sun

Pinch doses ofF laudanum

Longing for theGm old fecundity

DmOf my Ahomeland

Curses toDm this mirage

A bottle ofF ancient Shiraz

A smattering ofGm distant applause

Is ringingDm in my Apoor ears

On the Dmold left bank

My baby in aF charabanc

Riding up theGm width and length

Of the DmChamps-EAlysee

If only someF rain would fall

On the Chouses and the Bbboulevards

And theGm sidewalk bagatelles

It's like a Bbdream

With the Froar of cars

And the Clolling of the Bbcafe bars

The Gmsweetly sleeping sweeping of the SBbeine

Lord I Gmdon't know if I'll Dmever be Aback aDmgain

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