Captain William Kidd

Bm | A | G | F#m | Em | F#m | Dmaj7 F# F#m | Bm 2x Bm A On the point of Tilbury Town G F#m There's an awful creaking sound Em F#m as the breezes jig with Captain Kidd Dmaj7 F# F#m Bm hung 10 feet from the ground Bm A And the rats all along the dock G F#m keep a weather eye because Em F#m It's been some years they've end him here Dmaj7 F# F#m Bm and bits sometimes come off Dmaj7 A It's a long way from the tropics G F#m That was Captain Kidd's playground Em F#m Now he's turning microscopic G F# Bm As the weather wears him down Bm | A | G | F#m | Em | F#m | Dmaj7 F# F#m | Bm Bm A He no longer sees the tide G F#m From the cage where he resides Em F#m And he never speaks, but gently creaks Dmaj7 F# F#m Bm But he doesn't seem to mind Bm A As the shipping passes by G F#m He could have heard the Sea Dogs sigh Em F#m If he hadn't choked on a length of rope Dmaj7 F# F#m Bm And they hadn't hung him twice Dmaj7 A It's a long way from the tropics G F#m That was Captain Kidd's playground Em F#m He's no longer such a topic G F# Bm In the taverns of the town Bm | A | G | F#m | Em | F#m | Dmaj7 F# F#m | Bm Bm A As the tides all ebb and flow G F#m There's a wind blows up his nose Em F#m And out his ears to disappear Dmaj7 F# F#m Bm In a fluttering of snow Bm A Though time may rot his bones G F#m And he whistles and he moans Em F#m He never seems to notice Dmaj7 F# F#m Bm Captain Kidd, his own Dmaj7 A It's a long way from the tropics G F#m That was Captain Kidd's playground Em F#m He's no longer such a topic G F# Bm On the streets of Tilbury Town Bm | A | G | F#m | Em | F#m | Dmaj7 F# F#m | Bm Bm A On the point of Tilbury Town G F#m There's an awful creaking sound Em F#m as the breezes jig with Captain Kidd Dmaj7 F# F#m Bm And bits fall to the ground Bm | A | G | F#m | Em | F#m | D F# F#m | Bm