A Girl In Port

Start on B

              A                E
Let fall your soft and swaying skirt
              B
Let fall your shoes
              F#m
Let fall your shirt
            A           E
I'm not the ladykilling sort
          B     A
Enough to hurt
          E
A girl in port

There is a B chord between certain verses. Listen for the timing.

Marie's gone blonde
And lost a stone
She lay on the lawn
Spun and alone
And when the morning sun, it rose
Upon Marie and her lacy clothes
It lit her up, and she walked around
The winding streets of Camden town
She don't know who she wants to be
And if I knew, I'd tell Marie


Chorus

And Cindy tells me she's had fun
Sitting backstage, someone's plus-one
Up in her room, the record spins
Needle in the grooves that she's worn thin
Well she lifts a sleeve and she sees a name
And she's got a smile on her face
And she's got a story you can't see
That's just between that name and Cindy


And before Holly made her way over the sea and far away
She's telling me inside her car
Driving us back from the crystal corner bar
I lost it there, I fell from hell
Cut some fresh pieces for myself
And for a second something in me
Said leave today, it's time Holly. It's time


Well I'm a weak and lonely sort
Though I'm not sailing just for sport
I've come to feel out on the sea
These urgent lives pressed against me
I'm just a guest, I'm not a part
My tender head, my easy heart
These several years out on the sea
Have made me empty, cold, and clear
Pour yourself into me

Chorus