David Bowie - Amsterdam

^AmIn the port of Amsterdam There's^Em/G a sailor who sings Of the^F dreams that he brings From t^Em/Ghe wide ^Eopen sea

In t^Amhe port of Amsterdam There'^Em/Gs a sailor who sleeps While ^Fthe rive^Er bank weeps To th^Ame old willow tree

In th^Ce port of Amsterdam G E/F There's a sailor who dies Full o^Amf beer, full of cries In a^Em/G drunken to^Ewn fight In th^Fe port of Amsterdam There'^Em/Gs a sailor who's born On ^Fa hot mug^Em/Ggy morn By the^Am dawn's early light

^AmIn the port of Amsterdam Where ^Em/Gthe sailors all meet There'^Fs a sailor who eats Only^Em/G fish heads and tails And he^Am'll show you his teeth That ha^Em/Gve rotted too soon That c^Fan haul up the sails That c^Ean swallow^Am the moon

And h^Ce yells to the cook G E/F With his arms open wide &quo^Amt;Hey, bring me more fish Throw it^Em/G down by my side" And h^Fe wants so to belch But he^Em/G's too full to try So h^Fe stands up and laughs And h^Em/Ge zips up h^Amis fly

In th^Ame port of Amsterdam You ^Em/Gcan see sailors dance Paunch^Fes bursting their pants Grindi^Em/Gng women to porch They'v^Ame forgotten the tune That the^Em/Gir whiskey voice croaked Sp^Flitting the night With t^Ehe roar o^Amf their jokes And th^Cey turn and they dance G E/F And they laugh and they lust Till t^Amhe rancid soun^Em/Gd of the accordion bursts And th^Fen out of the night With the^Em/Gir pride in their pants And the^F sluts that they tow Unde^Em/Grneath the s^Amtreet lamps

In th^Ame port of Amsterdam There'^Em/Gs a sailor who drinks And h^Fe drinks and he drinks And ^Em/Ghe drinks once again He'l^Aml drink to the health Of th^Em/Ge whores of Amsterdam Who'v^Fe given their bodies To a^E thousand^Am other men Yeah, they^C've bargained their virtue G E/F Their goodness all gone For ^Ama few dirty coins Well h^Em/Ge just can't go on Throws h^Fis nose to the sky And he^Em/G aims it up above And he^F pisses like I cry On the^Em/G unfaith^Amful love

In th^Ame port of Amsterdam In th^Ee port of Amsterdam F E Am. E. Am.