Tom: B
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[Verse 1]
B7
Oh this ship is made of paper
Alone, alone I sail the seven seas
E
Call my mama more oneday
B7
Alone, alone it’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you
F# E
Lord there’s nothing in this world, baby (Ooh! Ow!)
B7
I wouldn’t do for you
[Verse 2]
B7
If a shark bit off both my legs
You know that seamen on land turn to sand (Ha ha ha, ooohwee baby)
E
Oh, turn my poor self over
B7
And crawl home to you on my hands (Somebody better come here I suspect baby)
F# E
Lord, there ain’t nothing in this world, baby (Hmm)
B7
I wouldn’t do for you
N.C.
Pickup on this, pickup baby
N.C.
Pickup, pickup — this the blues, y’hear?
[Solo]
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[Verse 3]
B7
Lookee here baby
Mmm unh, uh, uh, mmm unh
E
Oh! Lord have mercy baby
B7
Yeah yeah yeah ah ah, ahumm
F#
You take me home this morning
E
And make my long hair stand up ha ha
B7
On my head
