Brown Bird - Needy generator

^CmI set fire to a ^Gway of living That I ^Cmnever want to live no ^Gmore I p^Cmut down the Bible for a ^Glady and a bottle And I ^Cmfeel a lot ^Gless like a ^Cmwhore

A ^Cmrusted hammer and a ^Gneedy generator Greet me ^Cmwhen I awake every ^Gmorning I p^Cmlay deckhand for the ^GCaptain Langley As we ^Cmrecover the ^Gboat from the ^Cmmooring

^FmAnd when the ^Cmweather’s on ^FmI can ^Cmhardly wait ^FmI know I’m not the ^Cmonly one ^FmWho feels at ^Cmhome on the wild waves

^GThey sink their teeth into my ^Cmspine ^GIntoxicated on the ^Cmbrine ^GYou’d swear the water tastes lik^Cme wine ^GWhere I’ll be floating all the ^Fmtime

^CmFare ^Gyou well my ^Cmladies ^{G Cm}Fare ^Gyou well land ^Cmlovers ^{G Cm}Fare ^Gyou well my ^Cmladies ^{G Cm}Fare ^Gyou well land ^Cmlovers