Biografía:
AJ Roach was raised in the deep hollows of mountainous Scott County, Virginia, home of such legendary acts as The Carter Family and the Stanley Brothers. Growing up, AJ was fed a steady diet of bluegrass and traditional mountain music that strongly flavors his own vivid and haunting, yet contemporary tunes.
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Amsterdam
by AJ Roach
transcribed by Eitan Altshuler
www.myspace.com/ajroach
www.roachmusic.com
http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/group.php?gid=23504550382
For the You Tube video
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sRAfnhB52z8
** (not sure about this word/line...)
Am Em
In the Port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who sings
F Em
Of the dreams that he brings from a wide-open sea
Am Em
And in the Port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who sleeps
C Em Am
as the river bank weeps with the old willow tree
C G
And in the Port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who dies
Am Em
full of beer, full of cries from a drunken town fight
F Em
And in the Port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who's born
C Em Am
on a hot, muggy morn, 'neath the dawns early light
Am Em
In the Port of Amsterdam, where the sailors all meet
F Em
there's a sailor who eats only fish heads and tails
Am Em
He'll show you his teeth that have rotted too soon
C Em Am
That could haul up the sails, that could swallow the moon.
C G
And he'll scream to the cook, with his arms open wide
Am Em
Bring me more fish, throw'em down by my side
F Em
And he wants so to belch, but he's too full to try
C Em Am
So he stands up and laughs, and then unzips his fly
Am Em
In the Port of Amsterdam, you can watch sailors dance
F Em
**Honchos burst in their pants, finding women to punch
Am Em
They've forgotten the tune that their whiskey voice croaked
C Em Am
Spending the night with the roar of their joke
C G
And they turn and they dance and they laugh and they lust
Am Em
To the rancid sound of their accordion burst
F Em
And then out in the night with their pride in their pants
C Em Am
And the sluts after **two underneath the street lamps
Am Em
In the Port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who drinks
F Em
And he drinks and he drinks and he drinks once again
Am Em
And he drinks to the health of the whores of Amsterdam
C Em Am
Who have given themselves to a thousand other men
C G
And they'll trade in their virtue, their goodness all gone
Am Em
For a **pilfery of coins, till they just can't go on
F Em
Throws his nose to the sky, and he aims up above
C Em Am
And then pisses a cry for an unfaithful love
Am Em
In the PORT OF AMSTERDAM, In the PORT OF AMSTERDAM!!!
C G Em Am
by AJ Roach
transcribed by Eitan Altshuler
www.myspace.com/ajroach
www.roachmusic.com
http://www.facebook.com/home.php#/group.php?gid=23504550382
For the You Tube video
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sRAfnhB52z8
** (not sure about this word/line...)
Am Em
In the Port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who sings
F Em
Of the dreams that he brings from a wide-open sea
Am Em
And in the Port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who sleeps
C Em Am
as the river bank weeps with the old willow tree
C G
And in the Port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who dies
Am Em
full of beer, full of cries from a drunken town fight
F Em
And in the Port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who's born
C Em Am
on a hot, muggy morn, 'neath the dawns early light
Am Em
In the Port of Amsterdam, where the sailors all meet
F Em
there's a sailor who eats only fish heads and tails
Am Em
He'll show you his teeth that have rotted too soon
C Em Am
That could haul up the sails, that could swallow the moon.
C G
And he'll scream to the cook, with his arms open wide
Am Em
Bring me more fish, throw'em down by my side
F Em
And he wants so to belch, but he's too full to try
C Em Am
So he stands up and laughs, and then unzips his fly
Am Em
In the Port of Amsterdam, you can watch sailors dance
F Em
**Honchos burst in their pants, finding women to punch
Am Em
They've forgotten the tune that their whiskey voice croaked
C Em Am
Spending the night with the roar of their joke
C G
And they turn and they dance and they laugh and they lust
Am Em
To the rancid sound of their accordion burst
F Em
And then out in the night with their pride in their pants
C Em Am
And the sluts after **two underneath the street lamps
Am Em
In the Port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who drinks
F Em
And he drinks and he drinks and he drinks once again
Am Em
And he drinks to the health of the whores of Amsterdam
C Em Am
Who have given themselves to a thousand other men
C G
And they'll trade in their virtue, their goodness all gone
Am Em
For a **pilfery of coins, till they just can't go on
F Em
Throws his nose to the sky, and he aims up above
C Em Am
And then pisses a cry for an unfaithful love
Am Em
In the PORT OF AMSTERDAM, In the PORT OF AMSTERDAM!!!
C G Em Am
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