Mark Knopfler - Sailing to philadelphia

^F#mI am Jeremiah Dixon ^F#mI am a Geordie boy ^F#mA glass of wine with you sir An^Ad the l^Dadies I'll enjoy All ^EDurh^Aam a^Dnd Northumberland Is ^Emea^Asured up^D by ^Amy own hand ^EIt w^Aas my ^Dfate from birth ^DTo^E make my mark upon the earth

He ^F#mcalls me Charlie Mason F#m A stargazer Am I ^F#mIt seems that I was born To ^Achart t^Dhe evening sky ^EThey'd c^Aut me ou^Dt for baking bread But ^EI had other dr^Aeams inst^Dead This b^Eaker^A's boy fro^Dm the west country ^DWoul^Ed join the Royal Society

^AWe are s^Eail^F#ming to^D Philadelphia ^AA world aw^Eay from the c^Bbmoaly T^Eyne S^C#mailing t^F#mo Philade^Dlphia ^F#mTo draw the l^Eine A M^DasonE>-^ADixon Line

^F#mNow you're a good surveyor Dixon ^F#mBut I swear you'll make me mad ^F#mThe West will kill us both You g^Aullible^D Geordie lad You ^Etalk o^Af lib^Derty How c^Ean Americ^Aa be fr^Dee A G^Eeordie and a b^Aaker's b^Doy In the f^Dorests of the Iroqu^Eois

^F#mNow hold your head up Mason ^F#mSee America lies there ^F#mThe morning tide has raised The c^Aapes of Delaw^Dare ^ECome u^Ap and fee^Dl the sun ^EA new m^Aorning has beg^Dun An^Eoth^Aer day wi^Dll make it clear DE Why your stars should guide us here

^AWe are s^Eail^F#ming to^D Philadelphia ^AA world aw^Eay from the c^Bbmoaly T^Eyne S^C#mailing t^F#mo Philade^Dlphia ^F#mTo draw the l^Eine A M^DasonE>-^DDixo^An Line A M^Das^Eon-^ADixon Line