Go To Sea No More lyrics and chords
Go to sea no more song, With Luke Kelly singing, guitar chords by Marc Fahrbach. timing 4/4. This is a traditional folk song. It was also recorded by Ryan's Fancy. The sheet music notes are included in the key of D which is suitable for tin whistle players.
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When (F)first I (Dm)landed in (C)Liverpool, I (Dm)went u(C)pon a (Dm)spree
Me money a(C)las I (Dm)spent it (F)fast, got (Dm)drunk as (C)drunk could (F)be And (Dm)when that me (C)money (Dm)was all (F)gone, 'twas (Dm)then I (C)wanted (F)more But a (Dm)man must be (F)blind to (C)make up his mind to (Dm)go to (C)sea once (Dm)more Once (F)more, boys, once (C)more, (Dm)go to (Am)sea once (C)more But a (Dm)man must be (F)blind to (C)make up his mind to (Dm)go to (C)sea once (Dm)more I (F)spent the (Dm)night with (C)Angeline, too (Dm)drunk to (C)roll in (Dm)bed Me watch was (C)new and me (Dm)money (F)too, in the (Dm)morning with (C)them she (F)fled And (Dm)as I (C)walked the (Dm)streets a(F)bout, the (Dm)whores they (C)all did (F)roar There (Dm)goes Jack (F)Strapp, the (C)poor sailorlad, he must (Dm)go to (C)sea once (Dm)more Once (F)more, boys, once (C)more, (Dm)go to (Am)sea once (C)more There (Dm)goes Jack (F)Strapp, the (C)poor sailorlad, he must (Dm)go to (C)sea once (Dm)more And (F)as I (Dm)walked the (C)streets about, I (Dm)met with the (C)Rapper (Dm)Brown I asked him (C)for to (Dm)take me (F)on and he (Dm)looked at (C)me with a (F)frown He (Dm)said last (C)time you (Dm)was paid (F)off with (Dm)me you (C)could no (F)score But I'll (Dm)give you a (F)chance and I'll (C)take your advance and I'll (Dm)send you to (C)sea once (Dm)more Once (F)more, boys, once (C)more, (Dm)go to (Am)sea once (C)more But I'll (Dm)give you a (F)chance and I'll (C)take your advance and I'll (Dm)send you to (C)sea once (Dm)more He (F)shipped me on (Dm)board of a (C)whaling ship (Dm)bound for the (C)arctic (Dm)seas Where the cold winds (C)blow through the (Dm)frost and (F)snow and (Dm)Jamaica (C)rum would (F)freeze But (Dm)worse to (C)bear, I'd no (Dm)hard weather (F)gear for I'd (Dm)spent all (C)money on (F)shore 'twas (Dm)then that I (F)wished that (C)I was dead and could (Dm)go to (C)sea no (Dm)more No (F)more, boys, no (C)more, (Dm)go to (Am)sea no (C)more 'twas (Dm)then that I (F)wished that (C)I was dead and could (Dm)go to (C)sea no (Dm)more So (F)come all you (Dm)bold sea(C)faring men, who (Dm)listen (C)to me (Dm)song When you come (C)off them (Dm)long (F)trips, I'll (Dm)have you (C)not go (F)wrong (Dm)Take my ad(C)vice, drink (Dm)no strong (F)drink, don't go (Dm)sleeping (C)with them (F)whores Get (Dm)married in(F)stead and spend (C)all night in bed and (Dm)go to (C)sea no (Dm)more No (F)more, boys, no (C)more, (Dm)go to (Am)sea no (C)more Get (Dm)married in(F)stead and spend (C)all night in bed and (Dm)go to (C)sea no (Dm)more (C)(Dm) |
song Words Without The Chords
When first I landed in Liverpool, I went upon a spree Me money alas I spent it fast, got drunk as drunk could be And when that me money was all gone, 'twas then I wanted more But a man must be blind to make up his mind to go to sea once more Once more, boys, once more, go to sea once more But a man must be blind to make up his mind to go to sea once more I spent the night with Angeline, too drunk to roll in bed Me watch was new and me money too, in the morning with them she fled And as I walked the streets about, the whores they all did roar There goes Jack Strapp, the poor sailorlad, he must go to sea once more Once more, boys, once more, go to sea once more There goes Jack Strapp, the poor sailorlad, he must go to sea once more And as I walked the streets about, I met with the Rapper Brown I asked him for to take me on and he looked at me with a frown He said last time you was paid off with me you could no score But I'll give you a chance and I'll take your advance and I'll send you to sea once more Once more, boys, once more, go to sea once more But I'll give you a chance and I'll take your advance and I'll send you to sea once more He shipped me on board of a whaling ship bound for the arctic seas Where the cold winds blow through the frost and snow and Jamaica rum would freeze But worse to bear, I'd no hard weather gear for I'd spent all money on shore 'twas then that I wished that I was dead and could go to sea no more No more, boys, no more, go to sea no more 'twas then that I wished that I was dead and could go to sea no more So come all you bold seafaring men, who listen to me song When you come off them long trips, I'll have you not go wrong Take my advice, drink no strong drink, don't go sleeping with them whores Get married instead and spend all night in bed and go to sea no more No more, boys, no more, go to sea no more Get married instead and spend all night in bed and go to sea no . 
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