Tono:
Introducción: B F# B
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Backside rules the Navy,
B G#m
Backside rules the sea.
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If you want a bit of bum,
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Better get it from your chum -
F#m B
You'll get no bum from me, Gol Blimey...
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Let us sing a bit of good old Captain Kitt,
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Who sat one morning early in the head.
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A bee come flying past, stung him on the ass,
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And this is what the gallant captain said, he said...
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Backside rules the Navy,
B G#m
Backside rules the sea.
B
If you want a bit of bum,
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Better get it from your chum -
F#m B
You'll get no bum from me, Gol Blimey...
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Now we'll hear some rhymes of Yeoman Second Grimes
F#7
Who ran the hook that hoisted up the mail.
B E
One day as he stood watch, it caught him in the crotch
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And he cried as he went flying 'cross the rail, "Gol Blimey..."
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Backside rules the Navy,
B G#m
Backside rules the sea.
B
If you want a bit of bum,
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Better get it from your chum -
F#m B
You'll get no bum from me, Gol Blimey...
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Now let us end our song, and hear of AB Long
F#7
Whose member wasn't like his name at all.
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When asked if he would tell how he got along so well
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His answer simply was as I recall, "Gol Blimey..."
B
Backside rules the Navy,
B G#m
Backside rules the sea.
B
If you want a bit of bum,
B
Better get it from your chum -
F#m B
You'll get no bum from me, Gol Blimey...