Capo 3
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D G
Ships may come and ships may go
A D
As long as the sea does roll.
G
Each sailor lad just like his dad,
A D
He loves the flowing bowl.
G
A trip on shore he does adore
Bm A
With a girl who's nice and round.
D
When the money's gone
G
It's the same old song,
Bm A D
"Get up Jack! John, sit down!"
G
Come along, come along, You jolly brave boys,
Bm A
There's lots of grog in the jar.
D G
We'll plough the briny ocean
Bm A D
With the jolly roving tar.
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D G
When Jack comes in, it's then he'll steer
A D
To some old boarding house.
G
They'll welcome him with rum and gin,
A D
And feed him on pork scouse.
G
He'll lend, spend and he'll not offend
Bm A
Till he's lyin' drunk on the ground
D
When the money's gone
G
It's the same old song,
Bm A D
"Get up Jack! John, sit down!"
G
Come along, come along, You jolly brave boys,
Bm A
There's lots of grog in the jar.
D G
We'll plough the briny ocean
Bm A D
With the jolly roving tar.
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G
Jack, he then, oh then he'll sail
A D
Bound down for Newfoundland
G
All the ladies fair in Placentia there
A D
They love that sailor man.
G
He'll go to shore out on a tear
Bm A
And he'll buy some girl a gown.
D
When the money's gone
G
It's the same old song,
Bm A D
"Get up Jack! John, sit down!"
G
Come along, come along, You jolly brave boys,
Bm A
There's lots of grog in the jar.
D G
We'll plough the briny ocean
Bm A D
With the jolly roving tar.
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D G
When Jack gets old and weatherbeat,
A G
Too old to roam about,
D G
They'll let him stop in some rum shop
A D
Till eight bells calls him out.
D G
Then he'll raise his eyes up to the skies,
Bm A
Sayin' "Boys, we're homeward bound."
D [If you want, you can keep playing here, but you're]
When the money's gone [supposed to do the rest of the verse a capella]
G
It's the same old song,
Bm A D
"Get up Jack! John, sit down!"
G
Come along, come along, You jolly brave boys,
Bm A
There's lots of grog in the jar.
D G
We'll plough the briny ocean
Bm A D
With the jolly roving tar.
G
Come along, come along, You jolly brave boys,
Bm A
There's lots of grog in the jar.
D G
We'll plough the briny ocean
Bm A D
With the jolly roving tar.
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