Son Of A Sailor

C CM7/B Am G 2x G GM7/F# Em D Up every morning early I barely hit the bed G GM7/F# Em D A good man has to break his back to earn his daily bread G GM7/F# Em D Some spend their lives a-diggin wish away their time G GM7/F# Em D But I am never happier than when hauling in the lines G GM7/F# Em D I'm a son of a sailor a sea-faring man G GM7/F# Em D I live off the water by the work of my hands G GM7/F# Em D With my face to the wind and my back to the land C D G I'm a son of a sailor and the sea I command G GM7/F# Em D My father was a fisherman like his father before G GM7/F# Em D So I never really got a chance to labor safe on shore G GM7/F# Em D My body hard and blistered my bones bleached white with salt G GM7/F# Em D And my ears are ever listening to hear the boatman's call G GM7/F# Em D I'm a son of a sailor a sea-faring man G GM7/F# Em D I live off the water by the work of my hands G GM7/F# Em D With my face to the wind and my back to the land C D G I'm a son of a sailor and the sea I command G GM7/F# Em D When my days are over when my time has come G GM7/F# Em D Lower me down below the bow let the waves take me home G GM7/F# Em D There is no sweeter suffering for a sailor lost at sea G GM7/F# Em D Than to see his soul at sunrise leave his body to the deep G GM7/F# Em D I'm a son of a sailor a sea-faring man G GM7/F# Em D I live off the water by the work of my hands G GM7/F# Em D With my face to the wind and my back to the land C D G I'm a son of a sailor and the sea I command C D G I'm a son of a sailor and the sea I command