Sailing To Philadelphia - Ver 2

Em G Em D Em I am Jeremiah Dixon, I am a Geordie boy, G C a glass of wine with you, sir , and the ladies I'll enjoy. D G C D G C All Durham and Northumberland is measured up by my own hand, D G C Em D it was my fate from birth to make my mark upon the earth. Em He calls me Charlie Mason, a stargazer am I, G C it seems that I was born to chart the evening sky. D G C D G C They'd cut me out for baking bread, but I had other dreams instead, D G C Em D this baker's boy from the west country would join the Royal Society. G D Em C G Bm Am D We are sailing to Philadelphia, world away from the coaly Tyne, Bm Em C Em D C D G sailing to Philadelphia to draw the line, the Mason - Dixon Line. Em G Em D Em Now you're a good surveyor, Dixon, but I swear you'll make me mad, G C the West will k**l us both, you gullible Geordie lad. D G C D G C You talk of liberty, how can America be free ? D G C Em D A Geordie and a baker's boy in the forests of the Iroquois. Em Now hold your head up, Mason, see America lies there, G C the morning tide has raised, the capes of Delaware. D G C D G C Come up and feel the sun, a new morning is begun, D G C Em D another day will make it clear, why your stars should guide us here. G D Em C G Bm Am D We are sailing to Philadelphia, world away from the coaly Tyne, Bm Em C Em C D D sailing to Philadelphia to draw the line, C D Am D C D G the Mason - Dixon Line, the Mason -Dixon Line Em G Em D Em G Em D