Amsterdam
by AJ Roach

transcribed by Eitan Altshuler

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For the You Tube video
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sRAfnhB52z8

**  (not sure about this word/line...)


        Am (x02210@1)            EmIn (022000@1)the Port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who sings
       F (133211@1)	    EmOf (022000@1)the dreams that he brings from a wide-open sea
           Am (x02210@1)		EmAnd (022000@1)in the Port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who sleeps 
        C (x32010@1) Em (022000@1)        Amas (x02210@1)the river bank weeps with the old willow tree


            C (x32010@1)		 GAnd (320003@1)in the Port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who dies
        Am (x02210@1)	   Emfull (022000@1)of beer, full of cries from a drunken town fight
           F (133211@1)		EmAnd (022000@1)in the Port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who's born
     C (x32010@1)Em (022000@1) Amon (x02210@1)a hot, muggy morn, 'neath the dawns early light


       Am (x02210@1)	    Em (022000@1)In the Port of Amsterdam, where the sailors all meet
          F (133211@1)Emthere's (022000@1)a sailor who eats only fish heads and tails
      Am (x02210@1)           EmHe'll (022000@1)show you his teeth that have rotted too soon
           C (x32010@1)         Em (022000@1) AmThat (x02210@1)could haul up the sails, that could swallow the moon.

           C (x32010@1)	        GAnd (320003@1)he'll scream to the cook, with his arms open wide
Am (x02210@1)	     EmBring (022000@1)me more fish, throw'em down by my side
       F (133211@1)           EmAnd (022000@1)he wants so to belch, but he's too full to try
      C (x32010@1)    Em (022000@1)     AmSo (x02210@1)he stands up and laughs, and then unzips his fly

       Am (x02210@1)          EmIn (022000@1)the Port of Amsterdam, you can watch sailors dance
          F (133211@1)		Em**Honchos (022000@1)burst in their pants, finding women to punch 
         Am (x02210@1)	       EmThey've (022000@1)forgotten the tune that their whiskey voice croaked
C (x32010@1)    Em (022000@1)    AmSpending (x02210@1)the night with the roar of their joke

         C (x32010@1)	      GAnd (320003@1)they turn and they dance and they laugh and they lust
       Am (x02210@1)     EmTo (022000@1)the rancid sound of their accordion burst
         F (133211@1)	     EmAnd (022000@1)then out in the night with their pride in their pants
        C (x32010@1)     Em (022000@1)     AmAnd (x02210@1)the sluts after **two underneath the street lamps

       Am (x02210@1)            EmIn (022000@1)the Port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who drinks
       F (133211@1)           EmAnd (022000@1)he drinks and he drinks and he drinks once again
       Am (x02210@1)           EmAnd (022000@1)he drinks to the health of the whores of Amsterdam
         C (x32010@1)   Em (022000@1)      AmWho (x02210@1)have given themselves to a thousand other men

            C (x32010@1)	         GAnd (320003@1)they'll trade in their virtue, their goodness all gone
        Am (x02210@1)	    EmFor (022000@1)a **pilfery of coins, till they just can't go on
           F (133211@1)	   EmThrows (022000@1)his nose to the sky, and he aims up above
         C (x32010@1)      Em (022000@1)    AmAnd (x02210@1)then pisses a cry for an unfaithful love


Am (x02210@1)                        EmIn (022000@1)the PORT OF AMSTERDAM, In the PORT OF AMSTERDAM!!!
C (x32010@1)  G (320003@1)  Em (022000@1) Am (x02210@1)