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