G Am The wind howls mournful and low o'er the hole in his heartG Am Left a note for his Mother to say he'd be joinin' his Da'C G He said "The Devil's all pissed 'cause I danced with his daughterC G I were born to be hung, so I don't fear the waterC D G If he wants me he can chase me below the terrible sea."G Am There's a pinch of tobacco tucked into the sleeve of his coatG Am And a dirty black penny to pay the old man on the boatC G He honours the rocks with a cruciform poseC G Singin' "my love is like a red, red rose"C D G In a single explosion he's gone to the terrible sea
The Terrible Sea
The Rumjacks
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