Misc Traditional – The Yacht Club Bar (Guitar)

C
I love to sit around the yacht club bar

F                          C
and talk about the things we’re going to do.

D                  G
because it doesn’t move.

    F                 C
but that don’t bother me.

C
Cause I never get lost and my tummy doesn’t toss

G7                         C
It’s a wonderful life on the sea.

C
My boat it is a big one boys.

F                 C
My crew it is the best.

D              G
beating all the rest.

C
We’re the first ones home with a bent elbow

F
and a powerful salt spray thirst.

C                                 G7                C    
We sit around and drink all night and see who comes in first.

C
I took her out one Sunday, 

F                       C
we got about five miles out

D                    G
right dead out of the south.

C                              
The waves they must have been two feet high, 

F                       C
the swells at least one more.

C                                   G7                           C
I’m so lost and my tummy is tossed, I’ll never get back to the shore.

C
My head it was a reeling,

F                    C
my feet got tangled up.

C                     
Those damn old sheets were everywhere,

D                       G
just trying to trip me up.

C
The halyard broke, the boom fell down, 

F                        C
the main took off like a bird.

C
Mayday was my final cry 

G7                    C
as I dived beneath my berth.

C
My sailing days are over, 

F                     C
cause of that great scare

D                       G   
and don’t you go out there.

C
There’s winds and seas and swells so high, 

F                     C
how can you stay afloat

C
Be like me and drink to the sea 

G7                     
and don’t untie your boat.