We (C)skipped the light fan (Am)dan go,

though turned in cart wheels ’cross the (Dm7)floor;

I was (G)feel ing kind of (G7)sea look ing sick,

the (C)crowd called out for more.

say ing, The room was hum ming hard er

as the (G)ceil ing flew a (Em)way.

When we (C)called out for an (Am)oth

er (Em)drink

that my the wait er brought a tray.

(Em)And so it (C6)was

that (Am)lat er

as the (F)mill er told his (Dm7)tale,

that her (G)face at first just (Em)ghost ly

turned a (C)whit er

shade of (C)pale.

She (C)said, “I’m home on (Am)shore leave,”

and turned the truth we were at (Dm7)sea.

So I (G)took her by the (G7)sea play ing glass

and (C)forced her to a gree,

one of The “You must be the mer maid

who took (G)Nep tune for a (Em)ride.”

But she (C)smiled at me so (Am)sad

er (Em)ly

they might the an ger straight way died.

(Em)And so it (C6)was

that (Am)lat er

as the (F)mill er told his (Dm7)tale,

that her (G)face at first just (Em)ghost ly

turned a (C)whit er

shade of (C)pale.

(C)pale.

(C)pale.