The Navys In Dock

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                                          Artist - Harvey Andrews
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                                         Song - The Navy's In Dock
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                                         Album - The Journey (1997)
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                                           Tabbed By - Ayreon77
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Tuning = Standard



VERSE 1
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 Em
"Watch for the sailor," say frightened old ladies 
     Am
He's terrorizing the town 
D
Handsome and sprightly though he's nearly ninety 
     Em
He's never slowing down 

The language he'll use when he's been on the booze 
    Am                                              D
The stories he'd tell, well, they'd never choose to listen 
                                                Em
But sometimes they glance at their husbands and sigh 
       D                    C         D              Em  C D Em  C D
For an old salt sea-dog who winks and gives them the eye 


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VERSE 2
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     Em
When we were in dock 
     C               D            Em         C D
We'd flock where the whores go in Rotterdam 
   Em
In old navy blue 
     C          D             Em          C D
We'd drink to a new love with every dram 
        C                   D 
And the blousy hostesses in short frilly dresses 
    B7           Em
The young and old___
       Am                 D
They'd seen it before, in peace and in war 
            Em
They'd been bought and sold 


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CHORUS

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        Am
And the bars never close
             D                    G      D    Em
Till they've taken your money for rotgut booze
         C
And your head hits the ground
        D                           G        D   Em
And the world's spinning round in a game you lose 
        Am
And you cry out the pain
        D                    G      D    Em
But you shell out again for another glass 
        F#7
And you pray that the morning will come
                     B             B7
And the ache in your head will pass 


Em  C D X4 

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VERSE 3
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    Em
The ladies display 
      C          D          Em         C D
Every day in the windows of Amsterdam 
    Em
Whatever your dream 
           C            D              Em             C D
You're the cat with the cream when the shutters slam 
        C                            D 
And the guilt that you feel when you find it's not real
      B7       Em
Is an old, old friend 
        Am                       D
And you say, "Not again, well maybe, now and then"
        Em
Will it never end? 


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CHORUS
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        Am
And the bars never close
             D                    G      D    Em
Till they've taken your money for rotgut booze
         C
And your head hits the ground
        D                           G        D   Em
And the world's spinning round in a game you lose 
        Am
And you cry out the pain
        D                    G      D    Em
But you shell out again for another glass 
        F#7
And you pray that the morning will come
                     B             B7
And the ache in your head will pass 


Em  C D X4 

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VERSE 4

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   Em                     C
My salt sailor days are a haze 
          D            Em            C D
There's a red light to show the way 
            Em
When you're battered and bruised 
       C        D                 Em         C D
You forget who abused you, that's yesterday 
C                       D 
Here on the land with a glass in my hand 
     B7           Em
If a wish were mine 
       Am                     D
I'd be back on a ship and I'd take me a trip 
       Em
To the good old time


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CHORUS
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          Am
Where the bars never close
             D                    G      D    Em
Till they've taken your money for rotgut booze
         C
And your head hits the ground
        D                           G        D   Em
And the world's spinning round in a game you lose 
        Am
And you cry out the pain
        D                    G      D    Em
But you shell out again for another glass 
        F#7
And you pray that the morning will come
                     B             B7
And the ache in your head will pass 
         Em
For when we were in dock
     C               D            Em
We'd flock where the whores go in Rotterdam, in Rotterdam, in Rotterdam