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As The Bottle Runs Dry by The Wolf Banes




                    As The Bottle Runs Dry





Intro                                            
                                                   Dsus2 xx0230
                                                   B11 x21200

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Em               C              Em           D
Standing on the shore with this maiden in my arms
Em          C                B11            B7
A bottle of wine and there's ships floating by
Em             C            Em           D
And behind my back all the sailors are singing
Em           C               B11      B7
About Amsterdam or some other bloody town
Em                 C            Em         D
Where they've been last year or many years ago
          Em           C          B11              B7
Where the ships in the gates were wiggling to and fro
        Em           C          Em       D
And the maidens were plenty and horny as hell
        Em          C         B11          B7
And the wine was so much that nobody could tell

             Em C                  D
And we all sang as the boat was sinking


CHORUS
 Em             C     Em          Dsus2      
Bring us more women, bring us more wine
 Em             C            B11        B7
We'll become violent as the bottle runs dry

 Em             C     Em          Dsus2      
Bring us more women, bring us more wine
 Em             C            B11        B7
We'll become violent as the bottle runs dry



Em            C               Em           D
Lying on the beach with this maiden in my hand
   Em      C          B11           B7 
An empty bottle there deep in the sand
    Em        C            Em          D
And behind my back all the sailors are sleeping
Em        C             B11            B7
Dreaming 'bout tropical islands in the sun
              Em        C       Em         D
Where they've been last year or many years ago
          Em           C          B11             B7
Where the ships in the gates were wiggling to and fro
                Em           C          Em       D        
And though the maidens where plenty and horny as hell
        Em          C         B11          B7
And the wine was so much that nobody could tell
       Em       C               D
And we all sang as the boat was sinking

CHORUS









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Em    022000
C     032010
Dsus2 xx0230
D     xx0232
B11   x21200
B12   x21202



Intro

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Standing on the shore with this maiden in my arms
A bottle of wine and there's ships floating by
And behind my back all the sailors are singing
About Amsterdam or some other bloody town
Where they've been last year or many years ago
Where the ships in the gates were wiggling to and fro
And the maidens were plenty and horny as hell
And the wine was so much that nobody could tell
             Em C                  D
And we all sang as the boat was sinking


CHORUS
 Em             C     Em          Dsus2
Bring us more women, bring us more wine
 Em             C            B11        B7
We'll become violent as the bottle runs dry
Bring us more women bring us more wine
We'll become violent as the bottle runs dry



Em            C               Em           D
Lying on the beach with this maiden in my hand
   Em      C          B11           B7
An empty bottle there deep in the sand
And behind my back all the sailors are sleeping
Dreaming 'bout tropical islands in the sun
Where they've been last year or many years ago
Where the ships in the gates were wiggling to and fro
And though the maidens where plenty and horny as hell
And the wine was so much that nobody could tell
And we all sang as the boat was sinking

CHORUS











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