Cruisin Round Yarmouth Acordes

	  
Intro: G   C   G   D  G 

verse 1: 
                                   C 
While cruisin' 'round Yarmouth one day for a spree 
  G                                   D 
I met a fair damsel, the wind blowing free 
       G                      C               G 
"I'm a fast-going clipper, my kind sir", says she 
     C                   G 
"I'm ready for cargo, my hold is quite free" 

                                  C 
Singing, fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral lay 
G                        D          G 
Fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral day 

verse 2: 
                              C 
What country she came from, I could not tell which 
    G                                   D 
But by her appearance I thought she was Dutch 
    G                          C            G 
Her flag wore its colours, her masthead was low 
        C                         G 
She was round at the quarters and bluff in the bow 

                                  C 
Singing, fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral lay 
G                        D          G 
Fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral day 

verse 3: 
                             C 
She took me upstairs and her tops'l she lowered 
     G                                   D 
In a neat little parlour she soon had me moored 
    G                          C             G 
She laid in her foresails, her staysails and all 
         C                     G 
With her lily-white hand on my reef-tackle fall 

                                  C 
Singing, fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral lay 
G                        D          G 
Fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral day 

Instrumental: G   C   G    D   G   C  G  C   G     C   G   D  G 

verse 4: 
                                C 
I said, "Pretty fair maid, it's time to give o'er 
     G                                   D 
For 'twixt wind and water, you've run me ashore 
   G                       C            G 
Me shot-locker's empty, me powder's all spent 
  C                          G 
I can't fire a shot for it's choked to the vent" 

                                  C 
Singing, fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral lay 
G                        D          G 
Fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral day 

VERSE 5: 
                                 C 
Here's luck to the girl with the black curly locks 
       G                                    D 
Here's luck to the girl who ran Jack on the rocks 
       G                      C             G 
Here's luck to the doctor who eased all his pain 
   C                              G 
He squared his main yards, he's a-cruisin' again 

                                  C 
Singing, fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral lay 
G                        D          G 
Fal de-ral laddie, right fal de-ral day 


OUTRO: G   C   G    D  G