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MARK KNOPFLER SAILING TO PHILADELPHIA ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- F#m A F#m E
F#mI am Jeremiah Dixon F#mI am a Geordie boy F#mA glass of wine with you, sir A D And the ladies I'll enjoy E A D All Durham and Northumberland E A D A Is measured up by my own hand E A D It was my fate from birth D E To 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 A D To chart the evening sky E A D They'd cut me out for baking bread But EI had other drAeams instDead E A D This baker's boy from the west country D E Would join the Royal Society...
A E F#m D We are sailing to Philadelphia
AA world awEay from the cBbmoaly TEyne C#m F#m D Sailing to Philadelphia F#mTo draw the lEine A MDason-DEixon LAine
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F#mNow you're a good surveyor, Dixon F#mBut I swear you'll make me mad F#mThe West will kill us both A D You gullible Geordie lad E A D You talk of liberty How cEan AmericAa be frDee A GEeordie and a bAaker's bDoy In the fDorests of the IroquEois...
F#mNow hold your head up, Mason F#mSee America lies there F#mThe morning tide has raised The cAapes of DelawDare E A D Come up and feel the sun EA new mAorning has begDun E A D Another day will make it clear D E Why your stars should guide us here...
A E F#m D We are sailing to Philadelphia
AA world awEay from the cBbmoaly TEyne C#m F#m D Sailing to Philadelphia F#mTo draw the lEine A MDason-DEixon LDine A D E A A Mason-Dixon Line
A F#m A F#m E F#m A F#m E x3 FADE OUT