Captain Alberti Bundy Of The Ss Ez Bell chords by Ezra Bell

• Capo on 2nd
• Difficulty: Beginner

Intro:

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Verse 1:
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It’s a mere misunderstanding when they say I hate my family
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When those liars claim that I don’t write nor read
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I could have graduated Harvard, could have got myself some job
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But I had just knew it was the pirate's life for me
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So I memorized some pirate songs, and fashioned out of Styrofoam
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G fancy friggin’ ocean-faring craft
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And I set out from my island home, prospective and a pile of bones,
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And promised that I never would be back
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Oh, I promised that I never would be back

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And my first day on the waves, I mеt a yacht transporting slaves
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And I knew the vеssel’s captain was a crook
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I appeared upon the bow, and told them I’m the captain now
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And if you squint, I’ll shoot you dead with my good looks

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I was big man on the yacht, I found the hold was filled with scotch
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And by the evening, boy, a party had begun
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I set free all the slaves, we put the captain in a cage,
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And drank the scotch as we pretended it was rum
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We danced the deck until the dawn, ch-cheering our asylum on
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We slept beneath the whispering ocean breeze
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And while we dreamed our pirates' tales, the ocean blew some mighty gale
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And sank my ship and all were drowned but me

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And I washed upon a darkened shore in front of a department store
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I tried my trade in women’s shoes
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The boss said I’d arrived at last, so forget about your pirate past,
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This is how it feels to be of use

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So I set up for the circus act, I dragged my ass to work and back,
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And figured that my wounds in time would close
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Late at night my limbs were numb, and so I had drink 'til dawn
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And I began to plan one final voyage
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I began to plan one final voyage

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So I learned again my pirate songs, and fashioned out of Styrofoam
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Another fancy faring-ocean craft
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I sail beneath the sky alone, a specter of an Irish brogue,
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You’d like to be of use but I must pass
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You’d like to be of use but I must pass
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Yes, you’d like to be of use but I must pass