Bowerbirds - The ticonderoga

^AmOld ship, give me yo^Cur h^Gands. Im the c^Dmape that came to crush and snag you o^Cmaj7n my sa^Fnds. B^Amelow the ocean, and from my po^Cint of vi^Gew, You were a^Dmlways drinking, and drunk well b^Cmaj7efore n^Foon, And dreaming on my pi^Cllow of h^Gigh t^Fide. But ^EId allo^Fw you.

^AmOld friend, give me ^Cback my h^Gands. Im the c^Dmrutch thats missing, and you're the crippled ^Cmaj7little ^Flamb. Those^Am claws will get you; those teeth will ta^Cke your l^Gife, But you wont k^Dmnow whats missing. This gift ^Cmaj7aint gi^Fving. This wolf aint worth the^C fig^Ght. ^F If you get lost, If you get lost, you l^Eose ton^Fight.

^DmThis gift ai^Cmaj7nt givi^Fng. This wolf aint worth the^C fig^Ght. ^F If you get lost, If you get lost, you l^Eose ton^Fight.