Sea Shanty Chords by The Pogues

[Chorus]
C                                    
The shanty London in the pouring rain


[Verse]
                                F        
I wish to god I was back in the sea again
            C                                    
Though that belongs to the world of never will be
                                                F  
There was never a wilder bastard than me on the sea
  C              F             C                
I could fuck all the whores in damnation me boys
       F                              C                 
Though they wriggled and hollered and made a great noise
         F                           C                
Then I'd drink 'til I stank and then drink plenty more
C                                      
And I won't go down to the sea any more
    F                            C                 
But if I had ten pounds then I'd raise a loud cheer
F                                                    
And I'd toast all me neighbours both distant and dear
        C7                                             
And I'd shoot back great bellycrippling buckets of beer
      C7                                      
And a pox and a curse on the people round here
C                                                    
Wouldn't give you me the price of a half pint of beer
C                                                    
Wouldn't give you me the price of a cup of good cheer
  F                      C                
A pox and a curse on the people round here


[Solo]
G F G7 C G7 F G7 C
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G7 G G7 C Am D7 G7
■  ■ ■  ■ ■  ■  ■ 


[Verse]
C                                    
A man's ambition must indeed be small
                         F              
To write his name upon a shit house wall
C          C7             C              
But before I die I'll add my regal scrawl
                                       F       
To show the world I've left with sweet fuck all


[Chorus]
    C                                          
And when all of us bold shit house poets do die
                           C               
A monument grand they will raise to the sky
                        C                 
A monument made just to mark our great wit
                    F               
A monument of solid shit now me boys
                         C                 
I met with Bill James we fought over crusts
                            C               
I called him a whore and he booted me crotch
                                C                    
Then we shared out the jack and we thought it a treat
                          F               
The compliments pass when the quality meet
    C                                     
The compliments pass when the quality meet
                              F           
The compliments pass when the quality meet
    C                                     
The compliments pass when the quality meet


[Solo]
G7 F G C G F C G7
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F G7 C G G7 C Am D7
■ ■  ■ ■ ■  ■ ■  ■ 
G7 C G7 G C G G7 C
■  ■ ■  ■ ■ ■ ■  ■
G F G C G G7 C
■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■  ■


[End]