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Eb We were born before the wind Eb Also younger than the sun Bb 'Ere the bonny boat was won Bb As we sailed into thEbe mystic Eb Hark, now, hear the sailor's cry Eb Smell the sea and feel the sky Bb Let your soul and spirit fly Bb Into the Ebmystic.
Gm When that foghorn blowsAb, I will be Ebcomin' home, Mmm hmm hm Gm When that foghorn blAbows, I wanna hBbear it, I don't have to fear it Bb And EbI wanna rock you gypsy soul Eb Just like way back in the days of old Bb And magnificently we will float Bb Into the Ebmystic
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Gm When that foghorn blAmows,Eb you know I will be comin' home Gm, Ab And when that foghorn whistle blows,Bb I've gotta hear it, I don't haveto fear it Eb And I wanna rock your gypsy soul Eb Just like way back in the days of old Bb And together we will float Bb Into the Ebmystic - Come on girl!
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Eb Too late to stop noBbw! Eb...