Sat down the other evening to tried and work this out, i love this song so much and hope this helps you learn this great song B5 E---------- B---------- G--2------- D--1------- A--2------- E--0------- on the G chord, do this as well. E-3------3--- B-3------2--- G-0------0--- D-0------0--- A-2------2--- E-3----2h3--- Intro: E5 , D5 , A5 , C5 , D5 , E5 E5 D5 A5 I grew up in the scantling yards of Wheeling West Virginia C5 D5 E5 A wheelhouse cub looking for an open door E5 D5 A5 In the packet ways a Sweeney wed the keel of my Bonita C5 D5 E5 Just two months from her timbers til she moored E5 D5 A5 I paid the fare in billet on her maiden voyage to Vicksburg C5 D5 E5 And talked my way to hand the tiller on the course E5 D5 A5 In her planks I carved a notch and sealed the vow ?Be my Bonita? C5 D5 E5 And her dowry was my life between the shores Chorus E5 D5 C5 G5 I was born with rouging ways, and she steered me like a woman C5 B5 From the port calls and the bawds that lead me stray E5 D5 C5 G5 The calliope serenades, made the old towns come running C5 B5 And the boys would gamble shards to pull her chains C5 D5 E5 The striker?s boast would fain me loss, about the wrecks the shoals were A5 keeping C5 D5 E5 And how the old girl?s got poor Billy?s ransom saved E5 , D5 , A5 , C5 , D5 , E5 x2 E5 D5 A5 On the lake at Bistineau, she set the wharf at Dixie C5 D5 E5 With a thousand bales of cotton on her main E5 D5 A5 As the great raft disappeared, the watermark went sinking C5 D5 E5 And she was stuck right hard, a listing on the bank E5 D5 A5 With the furnace still a blaze, I stood my last upon her C5 D5 E5 Then climbed the prow and took a landsman?s trade E5 D5 A5 ?A derelict now Milady? said the watch log I?ve concorded C5 D5 E5 ?Have the bosun sound us eight bells for the change? Chorus: E5 D5 C5 G5 I was born with rouging ways, and she steered me like a woman C5 B5 From the port calls and the bawds that lead me stray E5 D5 C5 G5 The calliope serenades, made the old towns come running E5 D5 C5 G5 And I would take to wider walks, so the gin I stopped a drinking C5 B5 At three scores aloft this crooked frame C5 D5 E5 The striker?s boast would fain me loss, about the wrecks the shoals were A5 keeping C5 D5 E5 And how the old girl?s got poor Billy?s ransom saved Outro: E5 , D5 , A5 , C5 , D5 , E5
