Old Zeb chords with lyrics by Gordon Bok - Easy chords and tabs for guitar

Gordon Bok – Old Zeb chords

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[Intro]
G   D     G

[Verse]
D G C GI'm not tired of the wind, I'm not weary of the sea
C G Em Am Em DBut they've probably had a bellyful of a damned old coot like me
G D G C GSo I'm going ashore, and she's bound for better days
C G Em Am D GBut I'll see her tops'l flying when I come down off the Ways
[Chorus]
D GOh, Rosie, get my Sunday shoes
C AmGertie, get my walking cane
C G EmWe'll take another walk to see
Am D GOld Alice sail again
[Instrumental] C G Em Am D G [Verse]
D G C GIf I had a nickel for every man I used to know
C G Em Am Em DWho could load three cord of wood aboard in half an hour or so
G D G C G CWho could get on sail by hauling, instead of donkeying around
G Em Am D GI'd be the poorest coasterman this side of Edgartown
[Chorus]
D GOh, Rosie, get my Sunday shoes
C AmGertie, get my walking cane
C G EmWe'll take another walk to see
Am D GOld Alice sail again
[Instrumental] G D G [Verse]
D G C GAny fool can work an engine, takes brains to work a sail
C G Em Am Em DAnd I never see no steamer get much good out of a gale
G D G C GYou can go and pay your taxes on the rationed gas you get
C G Em Am D GBut at least for me the wind is free, and they haven't run out yet
[Chorus]
D GOh, Rosie, get my Sunday shoes
C AmGertie, get my walking cane
C G EmWe'll take another walk to see
Am D G EmOld Alice sail again
[Instrumental] C G Em Am D G [Verse]
D G C GIf I get back to her, I'd treat her just the same
C G Em Am Em DI'd jibe her when I want to, boys, and sail in the freezing rain
G D G C GI'd park the old dear on the beach and go dancing in the town
C G Em Am D G'Cause a man that's born for hanging, ain't likely to get drowned
[Chorus]
D GOh, Rosie, get my Sunday shoes
C AmGertie, get my walking cane
C G EmWe'll take another walk to see
Am D GOld Alice sail again
[Instrumental] G D G [Verse]
D G C GI'm not tired of the wind, I'm not weary of the sea
C G Em Am Em DBut they've probably had a bellyful of a damned old coot like me
G D G C GSo I'm going ashore, and she's bound for better days
C G Em Am D GBut I'll see her tops'l flying when I come down off the Ways
[Chorus]
D GOh, Rosie, get my Sunday shoes
C AmGertie, get my walking cane
C G EmWe'll take another walk to see
Am D GOld Alice sail again
C G EmWe'll take another walk to see
Am D GOld Alice sail again
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