verse 1
Am C/G
Am C/G
Bored yet busy with my hands
F/C C/G
Cargill you'll have me round the bend
Am C/G
Cargill you're pulling all the strands
Am C/G
Of my heartstrings entangled in your net
F/C C/G
My luck's turned thrawn - always the quayside
Am C/G
Chores - a sister on each arm
Am C/G
Strong of shoulder weak at the knees
F/C C/G
Cargill I'm the finest catch that you'll land
verse 2
Am C/G
Am C/G
Cargill do not presume to understand
F/C C/G
The dread of counting home the fleet
Am C/G
The sudden thrill of seeing you're safely back
Am C/G
Your catch has fallen at your feet
F/C C/G
Cargill do not presume to understand
Am C/G
The dread of sounding the alarm
Am C/G
The sudden thrill of seeing you're safely back
F/C C/G
Cargill I'm the finest luck that you'll charm
verse 3
Am C/G
F/C C/G
Cargill do not presume to understand
Am C/G
The dread of counting home the fleet
Am C/G
The sudden thrill of seeing you're safely back
F/C C/G
Cargill I'm the finest catch that you'll land
Am
F/C C/G
Cargill I'm the finest luck that you'll charm
Am
F/C C/G
Cargill I'm the finest catch that you'll land