{t:Single Handed Sailor}
{st:Dire Straits}
{c:Intro:}
[Dm] [C] [G]
[Dm] Two in the [C]morning [Bb]bright upt[F]own
[Dm] The river run [C]away in the night[Bb] [F]
[Dm] Little Gyps[C]y mare she's a[Bb]ll tied do[F]wn
[Dm] She put her in [C]the wind and the light[Bb] [F]
Yeah, the sailing ship is just held down in chains
From the lazy days of sailing
She's just lying there silent in pain
You lean on the tourist rail
[Am] A mother and her baby in the c[Dm]ollege of war[Dm] [C] [Bb]
In the concrete g[C]rave
[Dm] You never want to [C]fight against the [Bb]river law[F]
[Gm] Nobody rules the w[Bb]aves
Yeah, on a n[C]ight when the [A7]lazy wind is [Dm]wailing
[Bb] Around the cutting [C]saw
S[Dm]ingle-handed s[C]ailor [Bb]go saili[F]ng
[Gm] Singing away in the dark[Bb]
He's up on the bridge on the self-say night
A mariner of dried-up land
Two in the morning, well there's one green light
And the man on the barge is sad
She's gonna step away below him
Away from things he's done
But he just shouts, "Hey man whatcha call this thing?"
She could say, "Pride of London"
On a night when the lazy wind is wailing
Around the cutting saw
Yeah, single-handed sailor go sailing
Singing away in the dark
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