> >Yeah, the sailing ship is just a-held down in chains >From the lazy days of sail >She's just lying there, silent pain >You lean on the tourist rail > Guitar: Dm / C : G > >He's up on the bridge on the self-same night >A mariner of dry-dock land >Two in the morning, well there's one green light >And the man on the barge is sayin' > >'She's a-gonna slip away below him >Away from things he's done' >But he just shouts, 'Hey man whatc (tabfu.thudspace.net)