David Bowie – Amsterdam (Ukulele)
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Versions
(2)
Guitar
Ukulele
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Here's David Bowie's version of Jacques Brel's Amsterdam
as sung by Mr Jones with accoustic guitar on 'Bowie at the
Beeb - the best of the BBC sessions 68-72'
Davey plays each chord once for the first verse and then
starts strumming with a driving rhythm enhanced by various
hammer-ons etc. I love it.
[Verse 1]
Am In the port of Amsterdam Em There's a sailor who sings F Of the dreams that he brings E From the wide open sea Am And in the port of Amsterdam Em There's a sailor who sleeps F E7 While the river bank weeps Am To the old willow tree C And in the port of Amsterdam G7 E7 There's a sailor who dies Am Full of beer full of cries E7 In a drunken down fight F And in the port of Amsterdam Em There's a sailor who is born Dm7 E7 On a hot muggy morn Am By the dawn's early light
[Verse 2]
Am In the port of Amsterdam Em Where the sailors all meet F There's a sailor who eats E Only fish heads and tails Am He'll show you his teeth Em That have rotted too soon F E7 That can haul up the sails Am That can swallow the moon C And he'll yell to the cook G7 E7 With his arms open wide Am "Hey! bring me more fish E7 Throw it down by my side" F And he wants so to belch Em But he's too full to try Dm7 E7 So he stands up and he laughs Am And he zips up his fly
[Verse 3]
Am In the port of Amsterdam Em You can see sailors dance F Paunches bursting their pants E Grinding women to porch Am They've forgotten the tune Em That their whiskey voice croaked F E7 Splitting the night Am With the roar of their jokes C And they turn and they dance G7 E7 And they laugh and they lust Am Till the rancid sound E7 Of the accordion bursts F And then out of the night Em With their pride in their pants Dm7 E7 And the sluts that they tow Am Underneath the street lamps
[Verse 4]
Am In the port of Amsterdam Em There's a sailor who drinks F And he drinks and he drinks E And he drinks once again Am He drinks to the health Em Of the whores of Amsterdam F E7 Who have given their bodies Am To a thousand other men C Yeah, they bargained their virtue G7 E7 Their goodness all gone Am For a few dirty coins E7 When he just can't go on F Throws his nose to the sky Em And he aims it up above Dm7 E7 And he pisses like I cry Am On the unfaithful love
[Outro]
Am In the port of Amsterdam Em Dm E7 Am In the port of Amsterdam
Submitted by Mr Thyroid