Mark Knopfler - Sailing To Philadelphia

^F#mI am Jeremiah Dixon ^F#mI am a Geordie boy ^F#mA glass of wine with you, sir A^And^D the ladies I'll enjoy All ^EDurham^A and ^DNorthumberland Is ^Emeasu^Ared up b^Dy my^A own hand ^EIt wa^As my fa^Dte from birth ^DTo ma^Eke my mark upon the earth...

He ^F#mcalls me Charlie Mason ^F#mA stargazer am I ^F#mIt seems that I was born To ^Achart the^D evening sky ^EThey'd cut^A me out ^Dfor baking bread But ^EI had other dr^Aeams inst^Dead This b^Eaker's ^Aboy from t^Dhe west country ^DWould j^Eoin the Royal Society...

^AWe are sa^Eili^F#mng to P^Dhiladelphia ^AA world aw^Eay from the c^Bmoaly T^Eyne S^C#mailing to^F#m Philadel^Dphia ^F#mTo draw the l^Eine A M^Dason-D^Eixon L^Aine A, Mason-Dixon, Line

^F#mNow you're a good surveyor, Dixon ^F#mBut I swear you'll make me mad ^F#mThe West will kill us both You g^Aullible G^Deordie lad You ^Etalk of^A libe^Drty How c^Ean Americ^Aa be fr^Dee A G^Eeordie and a b^Aaker's b^Doy In the f^Dorests of the Iroqu^Eois...

^F#mNow hold your head up, Mason ^F#mSee America lies there ^F#mThe morning tide has raised The c^Aapes of Delaw^Dare ^ECome up^A and feel^D the sun ^EA new m^Aorning has beg^Dun ^A, ^newE ^morning A ^has D ^begun An^Eother^A day will^D make it clear Wh^DEy your stars should guide us here...

^AWe are sa^Eili^F#mng to P^Dhiladelphia ^AA world aw^Eay from the c^Bmoaly T^Eyne S^C#mailing to^F#m Philadel^Dphia ^F#mTo draw the l^Eine A M^Dason-D^Eixon L^Dine^A A, Mason-Dixon D E A Line A M^Daso^En-Dixo^An Line A, Mason-Dixon, Line