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+ (F4)- (F2)[Intro]
A D A F#m E A
[Verse]
D A F#m E D
I was born a land-bound farm boy and in New England raised
A F#m E
The rippling of the wheat fields, well they were my ocean waves
A D A F#m E D
Each rise and fall, each cry and call, of the crows across the corn
A E A
Were seagulls swooping around the bow
D F#m E A
Of the ship I dreamed Iâd sail around Cape Horn
[Instrumental]
A D A F#m E A
[Verse]
D A F#m E D
My deck was the dusty farmyard, my mast was the telegraph pole
A F#m E
The windblown whine in the telegraph wire, was the sound called in my soul
A D A F#m E D
And it seemed to have been singing since the day that I was born
A E A
You're gonna take a trip on a sailing ship
D F#m E A
All the way around the wild Cape Horn
[Instrumental]
A D A F#m E A
[Verse]
D A F#m E D
Well, I found that ship in Hamburg and her name it was Peking
A F#m E
Our skipperâs name was Jervis, well I never met a man like him
A D A F#m E D
He pulled two men out from the sea, by the hair, in a raging storm
A E A
And he kept that grip on the sailing ship
D F#m E A
All the way around the wild Cape Horn
[Verse]
D A F#m E D
Well, the cargo weighed five thousand tons, the ship three thousand more
A F#m E
An acre of sail was up aloft, some seventeen storeys tall
A D A F#m E D
And we had a pig and a scruffy dog and a turkey fed on corn
A E A
Willing hands to drive her on
D F#m E A
All the way around the wild Cape Horn
[Verse]
E
Well, its four hours on and its four hours off
Bm D
And you sleep in your wet clothes
A D F#m E
The only dry thing on the ship is the cargo down below
A D A F#m E D
Eleven thousand miles we sailed, nigh on one hundred dawns
A E A
Thirty two sails on a heaving ship
D F#m E A
Hauling us around the wild Cape Horn
[Instrumental]
A D A F#m E A x2
[Verse]
D A F#m E D
Seventeen days we were becalmed, then Friday the thirteenth
A F#m E
Sixty-eight great ships were lost in the storm of the century
A D A F#m E D
We blew into the Atlantic on a sunlit sparkling morn
A E A
The turkey got sick, so we ate him quick
D F#m E A
On the way around the wild Cape Horn
[Verse]
D A F#m E D
We lost two boys along the voyage, they got washed overboard
A F#m E
Silence from us down below, no one could put in words
A D A F#m E D
Two empty bunks to mark the space, their two lives to mourn
A E A
Torn between all life and death
D F#m E A
All the way around the wild Cape Horn
[Verse]
E
Well, she had us sort of hypnotised
Bm D
No time to catch our breath
A D F#m E
If you want to love your life, you have to flirt with death
A D A F#m E D
Sail close to the harnessed wind and treat all risks with scorn
A E A
A farm boy and an unyoked team
D F#m E A
Ploughed their way around the wild Cape Horn
[Instrumental]
A D A F#m E A x2
[Verse]
D A F#m E D
Mountain waves like avalanches, crashed upon the decks
A F#m E
The screaming winds ripped ropes and spars and tried to have us wrecked
A D A F#m E D
But she rose and fell through foam and swell, her sails all ripped and torn
A E A
Eight thousand tons, tossed like a cork
F#m E A
We made it 'round the wild Cape Horn
[Verse]
E
Well, she had us sort of hypnotised
Bm D
No time to catch our breath
A D F#m E
If you want to love your life, well you have to flirt with death
A D A F#m E D
Sail close to the harnessed wind and treat all risks with scorn
A E A
A farm boy and an unyoked team
D F#m E A
Ploughed their way around the wild Cape Horn
A E A
A farm boy and an unyoked team
D F#m E A
Ploughed their way around the wild Cape Horn
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