Son Of A Sailor

Capo 7 Intro: C,C9/B,Am,G x2 verse 1: C C9/B Am G Up every morning early, I barely hit the bed C C9/B Am G A good man has to break his back to earn his daily bread C C9/B Am G Some spend their lives a-diggin, wish away their time C C9/B Am G But I am never happier than when hauling in the lines [Refrão] C C9/B Am G I'm a son of a sailor, a sea-faring man C C9/B Am G I live off the water by the work of my hands C C9/B Am G With my face to the wind, and my back to the land, F G C I'm a son of a sailor, and the sea, I command verse 2: C C9/B Am G My father was a fisherman like his father before C C9/B Am G So I never really got a chance to labor safe on shore C C9/B Am G My body hard and blistered, my bones bleached white with salt C C9/B Am G And my ears are ever listening to hear the boatman's call [Refrão] C C9/B Am G I'm a son of a sailor, a sea-faring man C C9/B Am G I live off the water by the work of my hands C C9/B Am G With my face to the wind, and my back to the land, F G C I'm a son of a sailor, and the sea, I command verse 3: C C9/B Am G When my days are over, when my time has come C C9/B Am G Lower me down below the bow, let the waves take me home C C9/B Am G There is no sweeter suffering for a sailor lost at sea C C9/B Am G Than to see his soul at sunrise leave his body to the deep [Refrão] C C9/B Am G I'm a son of a sailor, a sea-faring man C C9/B Am G I live off the water by the work of my hands C C9/B Am G With my face to the wind, and my back to the land, F G C I'm a son of a sailor, and the sea, I command F G C I'm a son of a sailor, and the sea, I command