Amsterdam
Jacques BrelVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings
From a wide open sea
And in the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sleeps
While the river bank weeps
To the old willow tree
And in the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who dies
Full of beers full of cries
In a drunken down fight
And in the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who is born
On the hot muggy morn
By the dawns early light
In the port of Amsterdam
Where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats
Only fish heads and tails
He'll show you his teeth
That have rotted too soon
That can haul up the sails
That can swallow the moon
And he'll yell to the cook
With his arms open wide
Oh bring me more fish
Though it's down by my side
And he wants so to belch
But he's too full to try
So he stands up and laughs
And he zips up his flies
In the port of Amsterdam
You can see sailors dance
Paunches bursting their pants
Grinding women's with paunch (not sure about this line)
They've forgotten the tune
That their whiskey voice croaks
Splitting the night
With the roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance
And they laugh and they lust
Till the rancid sound
Of the accordion bursts
And then out of the night
With their pride in their pants
And the slut that they tow
Underneath the street lamps
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who drinks
And he drinks and he drinks
And he drinks once again
Oh he drinks to the health
Of the whores of Amsterdam
Who have given their bodies
To a thousand other men
It's their worth and their goodness
Their virtues all gone
For the few dirty coins
When he just can't go on
Throws his nose to the sky
And he aims it up above
And he pisses like I cry
For an unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam
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Readable chord sheet for Amsterdam by Jacques Brel
In the p[Am]ort of Amsterdam There's [Em]a sailor who sings Of the d[F]reams that he brings From a w[E]ide open sea And in t[Am]he port of Amsterdam There's [Em]a sailor who sleeps While th[F]e river [E7]bank weeps To the o[Am]ld willow tree And in t[C]he port of Amsterdam There's [G7]a sailor[E7] who dies Full of [Am]beers full of cries In a dru[E7]nken down fight And in t[F]he port of Amsterdam There's [Em]a sailor who is born On the h[Dm7]ot muggy[E7] morn By the d[Am]awns early light In the p[Am]ort of Amsterdam Where th[Em]e sailors all meet There's [F]a sailor who eats Only fis[E]h heads and tails He'll sh[Am]ow you his teeth That hav[Em]e rotted too soon That can[F] haul up[E7] the sails That can[Am] swallow the moon And he'l[C]l yell to the cook With his[G7] arms op[E7]en wide Oh bring[Am] me more fish Though i[E7]t's down by my side And he w[F]ants so to belch But he's[Em] too full to try So he st[Dm7]ands up [E7]and laughs And he z[Am]ips up his flies In the p[Am]ort of Amsterdam You can [Em]see sailors dance Paunches[F] bursting their pants Grinding[E] women's with paunch (not sure about this line) They've [Am]forgotten the tune That the[Em]ir whiskey voice croaks Splittin[F]g the ni[E7]ght With the[Am] roar of their jokes And they[C] turn and they dance And they[G7] laugh a[E7]nd they lust Till the[Am] rancid sound Of the a[E7]ccordion bursts And then[F] out of the night With the[Em]ir pride in their pants And the [Dm7]slut tha[E7]t they tow Undernea[Am]th the street lamps In the p[Am]ort of Amsterdam There's [Em]a sailor who drinks And he d[F]rinks and he drinks And he d[E]rinks once again Oh he dr[Am]inks to the health Of the w[Em]hores of Amsterdam Who have[F] given t[E7]heir bodies To a tho[Am]usand other men It's the[C]ir worth and their goodness Their vi[G7]rtues al[E7]l gone For the [Am]few dirty coins When he [E7]just can't go on Throws h[F]is nose to the sky And he a[Em]ims it up above And he p[Dm7]isses li[E7]ke I cry For an u[Am]nfaithful love In the p[Am]ort of Amsterdam In the p[Em]ort of Amsterdam[Dm] [E7] [Am] Submitted by Mr Thyroid