Ship in a Bottle Back of the Moon
[Intro]
C Am C F (2x)
[Verse 1]
[G]We sat in his [C]living room, [F]staring at the fi[C]re
And [F]watched as the sparks leapt [C]from the grate, and the flames rose [G]higher
It was [Am]hard for me to [F]tell him, it was [Am]time for me to le[Em]ave
He said, "I [F]didn't go [Em]see the world, I thought that [G]it would come to [F]me"
[Verse 2]
[G]Pointing to the[C] mantelpiece, he said, "[F]Take that if you [C]wish"
A [F]dirty whisky jar that con[C]tained a wooden [G]ship
"Your grand[Am]father drained that [F]bottle, and I [Am]put it to good [Em]use
Now it [F]ties me to my [Em]yesterdays, I'd be [G]better off to lo[F]se"
[Cborus]
No use [Dm7]fighting [C]when the [F]wind's a[C]gainst the tide[F] [C]
Ship your [Dm7]oars, stow your [F]sails, just enjoy the [G]ride [E7]of your [Am]life
Or throw your[C]self on the [Em]mercy of the[Am] sea
What[F]ever you do, son, don't [G]waste your time like [C]me
[Interlude]
[C] [Am] [C] [F]
[Verse 3]
He [G]built it back in '[C]33, just a [F]young boy at the [C]time
Back [F]when the matchstick [C]masts appeared to tower above the [G]Clyde
Leaving [Am]school, real [F]ships he built, carried [Am]men and goods a[Em]far
To A[F]merica and [Em]India, and in the '[G]40s, to the [F]war
[Verse 4]
His [G]country didn't [C]want him, his mates [F]fell through war-torn [C]skies
The [F]rest, they joined the [C]convoys, still, he was too young[G] to die
Now he can't [Am]even find his [F]glasses, his hands [Am]shake too much, he [Em]knows
To break the [F]bottle for him[Em]self and to [G]let the memories [F]go
[Cborus]
No use [Dm7]fighting [C]when the [F]wind's a[C]gainst the tide[F] [C]
Ship your [Dm7]oars, stow your [F]sails, just enjoy the [G]ride [E7]of your [Am]life
Or throw your[C]self on the [Em]mercy of the[Am] sea
What[F]ever you do, son, don't [G]waste your time like [C]me
[Instrumental]]
[C]C F [Am] C F[C] C [F]G C F (2x)
[Verse 5]
[G]Sitting on the [C]mantelpiece, the [F]bottle's gathered [C]dust
While [F]shipyards closed, their [C]gates were locked, the chains begin to [G]rust
He was [Am]tied down to his [F]memories, for[Am]ever in their [Em]debt
But I'll [F]sail for clear blue [Em]waters and a [G]life with no re[F]grets
[Cborus]
No use [Dm7]fighting [C]when the [F]wind's a[C]gainst the tide[F] [C]
Ship your [Dm7]oars, stow your [F]sails, just enjoy the [G]ride [E7]of your [Am]life
Or throw your[C]self on the [Em]mercy of the[Am] sea
What[F]ever you do, son, don't [G]waste your time like [C]me
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