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 B7 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: Em , D , A , C , D , Em Em D A I grew up in the scantling yards of Wheeling West Virginia C D Em A wheelhouse cub looking for an open door Em D A In the packet ways a Sweeney wed the keel of my Bonita C D Em Just two months from her timbers til she moored Em D A I paid the fare in billet on her maiden voyage to Vicksburg C D Em And talked my way to hand the tiller on the course Em D A In her planks I carved a notch and sealed the vow ?Be my Bonita? C D Em And her dowry was my life between the shores Chorus Em D C G I was born with rouging ways, and she steered me like a woman C B7 From the port calls and the bawds that lead me stray Em D C G The calliope serenades, made the old towns come running C B7 And the boys would gamble shards to pull her chains C D Em The striker?s boast would fain me loss, about the wrecks the shoals were A keeping C D Em And how the old girl?s got poor Billy?s ransom saved Em , D , A , C , D , Em x2 Em D A On the lake at Bistineau, she set the wharf at Dixie C D Em With a thousand bales of cotton on her main Em D A As the great raft disappeared, the watermark went sinking C D Em And she was stuck right hard, a listing on the bank Em D A With the furnace still a blaze, I stood my last upon her C D Em Then climbed the prow and took a landsman?s trade Em D A ?A derelict now Milady? said the watch log I?ve concorded C D Em ?Have the bosun sound us eight bells for the change? Chorus: Em D C G I was born with rouging ways, and she steered me like a woman C B7 From the port calls and the bawds that lead me stray Em D C G The calliope serenades, made the old towns come running Em D C G And I would take to wider walks, so the gin I stopped a drinking C B7 At three scores aloft this crooked frame C D Em The striker?s boast would fain me loss, about the wrecks the shoals were A keeping C D Em And how the old girl?s got poor Billy?s ransom saved Outro: Em , D , A , C , D , Em