Tom: G5 G5 E5 G5 E5 Now you country fools in your one-horse town, you can laugh at me G5 E5 G5 E5 It's plain as rain that you've never been down to the southern sea G5 E5 G5 E5 To see me now is like watching a fish on dry land G5 E5 F5 C5 I only wish you could see me down in the is- lands C5 D5 G5 Mister, that's my home F5 C5 A5 C5 G5 E5 G5 E5 What a fool I was to leave the only happiness I've known. G5 E5 G5 E5 You see me comin', you wink your eye and call me Captain Jim G5 E5 And when I don't do nothin' but to walk on by you say, G5 E5 "Baby get a load of him." G5 E5 G5 E5 All I need is the sea and the sky and I know where I stand G5 E5 F5 C5 instead of you hicks straight out of the sticks deciding I ain't a man C5 D5 G5 You'll never understand; F5 C5 A5 D5 Up here I'm just a whiskey bum but down there I'm a king F5 C5 A5 D5 It sounds just like the angels up in heaven when they sing: D5 G5 E5 G5 E5 G5 E5 "Welcome home, welcome home." -- Such a sight to see F5 C5 G5 A5 instead of some Salvation Army sister singin' C5 G5 E5 G5 E5 "Nearer My God to Thee." G5 E5 G5 E5 Now I know that the Yankee whiskey is takin' away my mind G5 E5 G5 E5 and I know that run is the only drink suitable to man-kind G5 E5 G5 E5 And I know that this tree I'm under is shaped entirely wrong G5 E5 F5 C5 I need to see a gentle palm tree and I won't wait too long C5 D5 G5 I can feel that it's comin' on strong F5 C5 A5 D5 The first cold wind of winter is flappin' in my clothes F5 C5 A5 C5 Showin' me the way with the direction that it blows. G5 E5 G5 E5 Welcome home, welcome home, let it blow. [repeat and fade]
