Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
[Intro]
C G C G C G C G C
[Verse]
C G
I glimpsed her off the starboard bow,
F C G
A siren bold and brash
Am C
I shot a load across her deck,
F C G
She struck a coloured sash.
C G
I called upon the crewmen,
F C G
"A'vast boys we're in luck"
Am C
A galley full of lady pirates
F
Just a-waiting to be...
[Chorus]
C G F C
Sorry if I stabbed you with my cutlass,
F G C
I meant to peg you 'tween the legs.
Am Em Am C
Let me express contrition at the state of my nutrition,
G F C C
I'm just a scurvy riddled pirate... on an apologetic bent.
[Verse]
C G
Come hither yon pirate bride
F C G
I'm not all that you feared
Am C
Lay your petticoat aside
F C G
Let me rest upon yore beard
C G
I'm an old an weary traveller
F C G
Layin' course by way of stars
Am C
Without my trusty sextant
F
I slipped right up her...
[Chorus]
C G F C
Sorry if I'm three sheets to the wind, lass
F G C
I couldn't raise the mainsail up full mast
Am Em Am C
Let me express contrition at the state of my nutrition,
G F C C
I'm just a scurvy riddled pirate... on an apologetic bent.
C G C G C G C G C
[Verse]
C G
I glimpsed her off the starboard bow,
F C G
A siren bold and brash
Am C
I shot a load across her deck,
F C G
She struck a coloured sash.
C G
I called upon the crewmen,
F C G
"A'vast boys we're in luck"
Am C
A galley full of lady pirates
F
Just a-waiting to be...
[Chorus]
C G F C
Sorry if I stabbed you with my cutlass,
F G C
I meant to peg you 'tween the legs.
Am Em Am C
Let me express contrition at the state of my nutrition,
G F C C
I'm just a scurvy riddled pirate... on an apologetic bent.
[Verse]
C G
Come hither yon pirate bride
F C G
I'm not all that you feared
Am C
Lay your petticoat aside
F C G
Let me rest upon yore beard
C G
I'm an old an weary traveller
F C G
Layin' course by way of stars
Am C
Without my trusty sextant
F
I slipped right up her...
[Chorus]
C G F C
Sorry if I'm three sheets to the wind, lass
F G C
I couldn't raise the mainsail up full mast
Am Em Am C
Let me express contrition at the state of my nutrition,
G F C C
I'm just a scurvy riddled pirate... on an apologetic bent.
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