Intro: G C G
G C
We ride these waters dark and dusty
G C
So ride my people ride
G C
With your muskets aimed at the falling rain
Am G Dm
Cause the city aint no place to hide
C G
Oh my sisters in the boat behind baby,
C G
Curse the crimes
C G Dm F
My lovers mind is made, is made
C G
And I think its time we get on board
G C G C
A D
I left my home and all my money to
A D
Rustling with the wind
A A/Ab A/F# A/E
On an lone goldwing goin cross the ocean
Bm A E
Cause I heard that its a heck of a swim
D A
Well my sister left to be an Indians bride
D A
Curse the times made me
D A Em G
Curse the tides that rise that ride
D A
Aint it funny how the time just flies
Em G D A
Oh lord Oh lord Well I think its time we get on board
D A
Well my gaskets blown from striking the stone
D A D A
Curse the cave where I was made
Em G D A
I know I know Ill be staying if the wind dont blow
Em G D A
Oh lord oh lord I think its time we get on board.
A D
So get your Harley Goldwing 1980
A D
Ride my baby ride
A A/Ab A/F# A/E
Oh so low pass the devils gate
Bm A E
And up through the valley below
D A
Well my sisters playing in a rock n roll band
D A D A
Baby curse the sky, Curse the land
Em G D A
Its true its true that Im only just passing through
Em G D A
Oh lord, oh lord I think its time to get on board
Em G D A
I know I know Ill be staying if the wind dont blow
Em G D A
Oh lord oh lord I think its time to get on board.