Key: C# minor•
Verse 1
C#m
B
Let's drink a toast to the Admiral
C#m
E
and here's to the Captain Bold
G#m
C#m
And glory more for the Commodore
E
B
when the deeds of might are told
C#m
They stand to the deck
B
through the battle's wreck
E
when the great shells roar and pound
G#m
And never they fear
C#m
when the foe is near
E
B
to lay their orders down
E
But off with your hats
and three times three
G#m
for every sail or's side
A
E
For the men below who fight the foe,
C#m
B
the men be hind the guns,
C#m
oh, the men behind the guns
B
Their hearts a -pounding heavy
C#m
A
when they swing the port once more
E
G#m
With nev er enough
C#m
of the greenback stuff
E
B
they start for the Levis shore
C#m
And you'd think perhaps
B
the blue blouse chaps
C#m
E
had better clothes to wear
G#m
C#m
For the uniforms of of ficers
E
B
could hardly be com pared
E
War riors bowed with straps of gold
G#m
that dazzled like the sun
A
E
Out shined the common sailor boys,
C#m
E
B
the lads who served the guns
C#m
B
C#m
Oh, the men be hind the guns
B
But say not a word till the shot is heard
C#m
E
that tells the fight is on
G#m
C#m
And the angry sound of an other round
E
B
says they must be gone
Over the deep and the deadly sweep
E
of the fire and the bursting shell
G#m
C#m
Where the very air is a mad despair
E
B
that throws up a living hell
E
But down and deep in a mighty ship
G#m
unseen by the midday sun
A
E
Oh, you find the boys who make the noise,
B
the lads who serve the guns
C#m
Oh, the men behind the gun
B
And well they know the cyc lone
C#m
E
blow loose from the cannon steel
G#m
C#m
And they know the hull of the enemy ship
E
B
will quiver with the feel
C#m
And the decks will rock
B
with a lightning shock
C#m
B
E
and shake with a great re coil
G#m
While the sea grows red
C#m
with the blood of the dead
E
B
and swallows up her spoil
E
A
E
But not until the final ship
G#m
has made her final run
A
E
Can we give the rest to the very best,
C#m
B
the lads who serve the guns?
C#m
B
C#m
Oh, the men be hind the guns
B
So let's drink a toast to the Admiral
C#m
E
and here's to the Captain bold
G#m
C#m
And glory more for the Commodore
E
B
when the deeds of might are told
C#m
They stand to the deck through
B
the battle's wreck
C#m
E
when the great shells roar and pound
G#m
And never they fear
when the foe is near
E
B
to lay their orders down
E
But off with their hats
and three times three
G#m
for every sail or's son
A
E
For the men below who fight the foe,
B
the men behind the guns
C#m
B
C#m
Oh, the men be hind the gun s
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