Capo'd at the 2nd fret G5 C5 G5 E5 D5 C5 I was born a land-bound farm boy and in New England raised, G5 E5 D5 The rippling of the wheat fields, well they were my ocean waves. G5 C5 G5 E5 D5 C5 Each cry and call, each rise and fall, of the crows a-cross the corn G5 D5 G5 C5 E5 D5 Were seagulls swooping a-cross the bow, of a ship I dreamed I?d sail a-round G5 Cape Horn. G5 C5 G5 E5 D5 C5 My deck was the dusty farm yard, my mast was the telegraph pole G5 E5 D5 And the windblow choir in the telephone wire was the call heard in my soul G5 C5 G5 E5 D5 C5 And it seemed to have been singing since the day that I was born G5 D5 G5 C5 E5 D5 I'm gonna take a trip on a sailing ship, all the way around the wild Cape G5 Horn G5 C5 G5 E5 D5 C5 Well I found that ship in Hamburg, her name it was Peking G5 E5 D5 Our skipper?s name was Captain J?rs, and I?d never met a man like him. G5 C5 G5 E5 D5 C5 He pulled two men out from the sea, by the hair, in a raging storm. G5 D5 G5 C5 E5 D5 And he kept that grip on a sailing ship, all the way around the wild Cape G5 Horn. D5 A5 Well its four hours on and its four hours off and you sleep in your wet C5 clothes G5 C5 E5 D5 The only dry thing on the ship is the cargo down below G5 C5 G5 E5 D5 C5 Eleven thousand miles we sailed, nigh on one hundred dawns G5 D5 G5 C5 E5 D5 G5 Thirty two sails on a heaving ship, pulling us around the wild cape horn G5 C5 G5 E5 D5 C5 Well the cargo weighed five thousand tons, the ship three thousand more. G5 E5 D5 An acre of sail was up aloft, some seventeen storeys tall. G5 C5 G5 E5 D5 C5 And we had a pig, and a scruffy dog and a turkey fed on corn. G5 D5 G5 C5 E5 D5 G5 And willing hands who catch the wind, hauling us around the wild Cape Horn. G5 C5 G5 E5 D5 C5 For seventeen days we were becalmed and then Friday the thirteenth G5 E5 D5 Sixty eight great ships were lost in the storm of the century. G5 C5 G5 E5 D5 C5 But we were swept into the Atlantic, on a sun-lit sparkling morn, G5 D5 G5 C5 E5 D5 The turkey got sick, so we ate him quick, on the way around the wild Cape G5 Horn. D5 A5 C5 Well she had us sort of hypnotised, no time to catch our breath, G5 C5 E5 D5 If you want to feel real alive, well you have to flirt with death. G5 C5 G5 E5 D5 C5 Sail close to the harnessed wind, and treat all risks with scorn G5 D5 G5 C5 E5 D5 A farm boy and an un-yoked team , ploughed their way around the wild Cape G5 Horn. G5 C5 G5 E5 D5 C5 Now on that voyage we lost two boys, they got thrown overboard. G5 E5 D5 Silence from us down below, no one could put in words. G5 C5 G5 E5 D5 C5 Two empty bunks to mark the space in our young lives to mourn, G5 D5 G5 C5 E5 D5 G5 Voids between all life and death, on the way around the wild Cape Horn G5 C5 G5 E5 D5 C5 And mountain waves, like avalanches crashed upon the decks, G5 E5 D5 The screaming winds snapped ropes and spars, and tried to have us wrecked. G5 C5 G5 E5 D5 C5 But she rose and fell through foam and swell, her sails were ripped and torn G5 D5 G5 C5 E5 D5 G5 Eight thousand tons tossed like a cork, on the way around the wild Cape Horn. D5 A5 C5 And she had us sort of hypnotised, no time to catch our breath, G5 C5 E5 D5 If you want to feel real alive, well you have to flirt with death. G5 C5 G5 E5 D5 C5 Sail close to the harnessed wind, and treat all risks with scorn G5 D5 G5 C5 E5 D5 A farm boy and an un-yoked team , ploughed their way around the wild Cape G5 Horn. G5 D5 G5 C5 E5 D5 Well, a farm boy and un-yoked team , ploughed their way around the wild Cape G5 Horn.
