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In the port of Amsterdam
      Em
There's a sailor who sings
      F
Of the dreams that he brings
      E
From a wide open sea
      Am
And in the port of Amsterdam
      Em
There's a sailor who sleeps
      F      E7
While the river bank weeps
      Am
To the old willow tree
      C
And in the port of Amsterdam
      G7      E7
There's a sailor who dies
      Am
Full of beers full of cries
      E7
In a drunken down fight
      F
And in the port of Amsterdam
      Em
There's a sailor who is born
      Dm7      E7
On the hot muggy morn
      Am
By the dawns early light


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In the port of Amsterdam
      Em
Where the sailors all meet
      F
There's a sailor who eats
      E
Only fish heads and tails
      Am
He'll show you his teeth
      Em
That have rotted too soon
      F      E7
That can haul up the sails
      Am
That can swallow the moon
      C
And he'll yell to the cook
      G7      E7
With his arms open wide
      Am
Oh bring me more fish
      E7
Though it's down by my side
      F
And he wants so to belch
      Em
But he's too full to try
      Dm7      E7
So he stands up and laughs
      Am
And he zips up his flies


      Am
In the port of Amsterdam
      Em
You can see sailors dance
      F
Paunches bursting their pants
      E
Grinding women's with paunch     (not sure about this line)
      Am
They've forgotten the tune
      Em
That their whiskey voice croaks
      F      E7
Splitting the night
      Am
With the roar of their jokes
      C
And they turn and they dance
      G7      E7
And they laugh and they lust
      Am
Till the rancid sound
      E7
Of the accordion bursts
      F
And then out of the night
      Em
With their pride in their pants
      Dm7      E7
And the slut that they tow
      Am
Underneath the street lamps


      Am
In the port of Amsterdam
      Em
There's a sailor who drinks
      F
And he drinks and he drinks
      E
And he drinks once again
      Am
Oh he drinks to the health
      Em
Of the whores of Amsterdam
      F      E7
Who have given their bodies
      Am
To a thousand other men
      C
It's their worth and their goodness
      G7      E7
Their virtues all gone
      Am
For the few dirty coins
      E7
When he just can't go on
      F
Throws his nose to the sky
      Em
And he aims it up above
      Dm7      E7
And he pisses like I cry
      Am
For an unfaithful love


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In the port of Amsterdam
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In the port of Amsterdam