Am
In the port of Amsterdam
                   Em/G
There's a sailor who sings
                  F
Of the dreams that he brings
                        Em/G      E
From the wide open sea

                Am
In the port of Amsterdam
                        Em/G
There's a sailor who sleeps
                        F                        E
While the river bank weeps
                 Am
To the old willow tree

                 C
In the port of Amsterdam
                        G                        E/F
There's a sailor who dies
                  Am
Full of beer, full of cries
                Em/G              E
In a drunken town fight
                 F
In the port of Amsterdam
                        Em/G
There's a sailor who's born
         F                        Em/G
On a hot muggy morn
                  Am
By the dawn's early light

(The rest of the song is strummed in 3/4 time)

Am
In the port of Amsterdam
                        Em/G
Where the sailors all meet
                        F
There's a sailor who eats
                Em/G
Only fish heads and tails
                        Am
And he'll show you his teeth
                         Em/G
That have rotted too soon
                        F
That can haul up the sails
                        E                                Am
That can swallow the moon

                 C
And he yells to the cook 
                        G                  E/F
With his arms open wide
                Am
"Hey, bring me more fish
              Em/G
Throw it down by my side"
                 F
And he wants so to belch
                        Em/G
But he's too full to try
                F
So he stands up and laughs
                 Em/G             Am
And he zips up his fly

                 Am
In the port of Amsterdam
                Em/G
You can see sailors dance
                        F
Paunches bursting their pants
                        Em/G
Grinding women to porch
                        Am
They've forgotten the tune
                                Em/G
That their whiskey voice croaked
        F
Splitting the night 
                        E                               Am
With the roar of their jokes
                        C
And they turn and they dance
                        G                               E/F
And they laugh and they lust
                        Am                                              Em/G
Till the rancid sound of the accordion bursts
                        F
And then out of the night
                                Em/G
With their pride in their pants
                   F
And the sluts that they tow
                Em/G                            Am
Underneath the street lamps

                 Am
In the port of Amsterdam
                        Em/G
There's a sailor who drinks
                 F
And he drinks and he drinks
                Em/G
And he drinks once again
                Am
He'll drink to the health
                 Em/G
Of the whores of Amsterdam
                 F
Who've given their bodies
                E                               Am
To a thousand other men
                                        C
Yeah, they've bargained their virtue
                 G                              E/F
Their goodness all gone
                Am
For a few dirty coins
                  Em/G
Well he just can't go on
                          F
Throws his nose to the sky
                  Em/G
And he aims it up above
                        F
And he pisses like I cry
                        Em/G      Am
On the unfaithful love

                 Am
In the port of Amsterdam
                 E
In the port of Amsterdam
F       E       Am.     E.      Am.

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Em/G = 322000, E/F = X4X454