Threeboot Philbricks Lament chords by Gordon Bok

Intro:
G  D7    G

Verse:

         D7                          G       G7
You're a dirty, hungry, scaly bag of timbers


           C                                D
And you've seen the last of your deep water days


        D7
I have, too

        C                                         G
But I'd like to cut us free, and we'd go astray together


         Am                 C     D7
And we'd try that last long voyage


       G      D7   G
Me and you


Verse:

          D7                          G
Young men aren't worth the trouble anymore


                Am
They'd have you think a man that liked his home


                  D
Was nothing but a fool


         C                                                       G
And they dress up and they go and leave the only thing they ever had


         Am           C                 D7
And if I ever could believe that it was worth it


       G
I'd go too


Verse:

        D7                                G
But I'd just as soon be here as someplace there


        Am               D
I don't need many things


       D7                 G  G7
Little coffee, little rum


      C                                             G
I can lie here in the cove with those little stars above me


          Am           C    D7       G
Hear that wind running easy down the bay


Bridge:

    C        G
Go away, go away


     D                 C           G
They tell me that it's time to go away


Verse:

             D7                          G       G7
But you're a dirty, hungry, scaly bag of timbers


           C                                D
And you've seen the last of your deep water days


        D7
I have, too


       C                                                  G
But by god, I'd like to cut us free, and we'd go astray together


         Am                 C     D7
And we'd try that last long voyage


       G
Me and you


Verse:

            D7                         G
But there's snow on my shoes and on my head


            Am                           G     G7
And there's snow on that hungry northern wind


        C                                                     G
And you take a look around you, all your rambling friends are dead


      Am                C               D7
And I guess it won't be long before the day comes


       G      D7   G
We go, too