Dm C A# F Two in the morning, dry-dock town Dm C A# F The river rolls away in the night Dm C A# F Little gypsy moth she's all tied down Dm C A# F She quiver in the wind and the light Yeah, and a sailing ship just held down in chains From the lazy days of sail She's just lying there in silent pain He lean on the tourist rail Am Dm A mother and her baby and the college of war A# C In the concrete graves Dm C A# F You never want to fight against the river law Gm A# Nobody rules the waves Chorus: C C#dim Dm Yeah and on a night when the lazy wind is a-wailing A# C Around the Cutty Sark Dm C A# F Single handed sailor goes sailing Gm A# Sailing away in the dark He's upon the bridge on the self same night The mariner of dry dock land Two in the morning, but there is one green light And a man on the barge of sand She's going to slip away below him Away from the things he's done But he just shouts "Hey man, what do you call this thing?" He could have said "Pride of London" Chorus: On a night when the lazy wind is a-wailing Around the Cutty Sark Yeah the single handed sailor goes sailing Sailing away in the dark | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm A# C Dm F Gm |