Old Zeb chords by Gordon Bok
Guitar chords with lyrics
Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)
Difficulty: Novice
Intro:
G D G
Verse:
D G C G
I'm not tired of the wind, I'm not weary of the sea
C G Em Am Em D
But they've probably had a bellyful of a damned old coot like me
G D G C G
So I'm going ashore, and she's bound for better days
C G Em Am D G
But I'll see her tops'l flying when I come down off the Ways
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Chorus:
D G
Oh, Rosie, get my Sunday shoes
C Am
Gertie, get my walking cane
C G Em
We'll take another walk to see
Am D G
Old Alice sail again
Instrumental:
C G Em Am D G
Verse:
D G C G
If I had a nickel for every man I used to know
C G Em Am Em D
Who could load three cord of wood aboard in half an hour or so
G D G C G C
Who could get on sail by hauling, instead of donkeying around
G Em Am D G
I'd be the poorest coasterman this side of Edgartown
Chorus:
D G
Oh, Rosie, get my Sunday shoes
C Am
Gertie, get my walking cane
C G Em
We'll take another walk to see
Am D G
Old Alice sail again
Instrumental:
G D G
Verse:
D G C G
Any fool can work an engine, takes brains to work a sail
C G Em Am Em D
And I never see no steamer get much good out of a gale
G D G C G
You can go and pay your taxes on the rationed gas you get
C G Em Am D G
But at least for me the wind is free, and they haven't run out yet
Chorus:
D G
Oh, Rosie, get my Sunday shoes
C Am
Gertie, get my walking cane
C G Em
We'll take another walk to see
Am D G Em
Old Alice sail again
Instrumental:
C G Em Am D G
Verse:
D G C G
If I get back to her, I'd treat her just the same
C G Em Am Em D
I'd jibe her when I want to, boys, and sail in the freezing rain
G D G C G
I'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 G
Oh, Rosie, get my Sunday shoes
C Am
Gertie, get my walking cane
C G Em
We'll take another walk to see
Am D G
Old Alice sail again
Instrumental:
G D G
Verse:
D G C G
I'm not tired of the wind, I'm not weary of the sea
C G Em Am Em D
But they've probably had a bellyful of a damned old coot like me
G D G C G
So I'm going ashore, and she's bound for better days
C G Em Am D G
But I'll see her tops'l flying when I come down off the Ways
Chorus:
D G
Oh, Rosie, get my Sunday shoes
C Am
Gertie, get my walking cane
C G Em
We'll take another walk to see
Am D G
Old Alice sail again
C G Em
We'll take another walk to see
Am D G
Old Alice sail again Last updated: