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The Last Ship by Sting
The Last Ship
Key: E Minor, afterwards modulate to F Minor and then to F# Minor
Time: 3/4
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Its all there in the gospels, the Magdalene girl
Comes to pay her respects, but her mind is awhirl.
When she finds the tomb empty, the stone had been rolled,
Not a sign of a corpse in the dark and the cold.
When she reaches the door, sees an unholy sight,
There's this solitary figure in a halo of light.
He just carries on floating past Calvary Hill,
In an almighty hurry, aye but she might catch him still.
Tell me where are ye going Lord, and why in such haste?
Now don't hinder me woman, I've no time to waste!
For they're launching a boat on the morrow at noon,
And I have to be there before daybreak.
Oh I canna be missing, the lads'll expect me,
Why else would the good Lord himself resurrect me?
For nothing will stop me, I have to prevail,
Through the teeth of this tempest, in the mouth of a gale,
May the angels protect me if all else should fail,
When the last ship sails.
Oh the roar of the chains and the cracking of timbers,
The noise at the end of the world in your ears,
As a mountain of steel makes its way to the sea,
And the last ship sails.
Its a strange kind of beauty,
Its cold and austere,
And whatever it was that you've done to be here,
Its the sum of yr hopes yr despairs and yr fears,
When the last ship sails.
Well the first to arrive saw these signs in the east,
Like that strange moving finger at Balthazars Feast,
Where they asked the advice of some wandering priest,
And the sad ghosts of men whom they'd thought long deceased,
And whatever got said, they'd be counted at least,
When the last ship sails.
Oh the roar of the chains and the cracking of timbers,
The noise at the end of the world in your ears,
As a mountain of steel makes its way to the sea,
And the last ship sails.
And whatever you'd promised, whatever you've done,
And whatever the station in life you've become.
In the name of the Father, in the name of the Son,
And whatever the weave of this life that you've spun,
On the Earth or in Heaven or under the Sun,
When the last ship sails.
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version 2
Key: E Minor, afterwards modulate to F Minor and then to F# Minor
Time: 3/4
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It's all
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there in the gospels, the Mag - da - lene girl, Comes to
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pay her re - spects, but her mind is a - whirl. When she
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finds the tomb em - pty, the stone had been rolled, Not a
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sign of the corpse in the dark and the cold. When she
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reaches the door, sees an un-holy sight, there's this
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solitary figure in a ha - lo of light. He just
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carries on floating past Cal - vary Hill, In an
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almighty hurry, aye but she might catch him still. Tell me
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where are ye going Lord and Why in such haste? Now don't
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hinder me woman, I've no time to waste! For they're
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launching a boat on the morrow at noon, And I
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have to be there before daybreak. Oh I
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canna be missing, the lads'll ex - pect me. Why
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else would the good Lord him - self resur - rect me? For
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nothing will stop me, I have to pre - vail. Through the
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teeth of this tempest in the mouth of the gale. May the
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angels pro - tect me if all else should fail. When the
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last ship sails. Oh the
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roar of the chains and the cracking of timbers, the
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noise at the end of the world in your ears, as a
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mountain of steel makes its way to the sea, And the
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last ship sails.
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It's strange kind of beauty, it's
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cold and au - stere, and what - e - ver it was that you've
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done to be here, it's the sum of yer hopes, your de -
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spairs and yer fears, when the last ship
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sails. Well the first to ar - rive saw the
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signs in the East. Like that strange moving finger at
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Balthazar's Feast. Where they asked the ad - vice of some
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wandering priest, and the sad ghosts of men whom they'd
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thought long de - ceased. And what - ever got said they'd be
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counted at least when the last ship
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sails. Oh the roar of the chains and the
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cracking of timbers, the noise at the end of the
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world in your ears, as a mountain of steel makes its
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way to the sea. And the last ship
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sails. And what - ever you'd promised, what -
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ever you'd done and what - ever the station in
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life you'd be - come. In the name of the Father, in the
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name of the Son, and what - ever the weave of this
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life that you've spun. On the Earth or in Heaven, or
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under the Sun, when the last ship
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sails.
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Its all there in the gospels, the Magdalene girl
Comes to pay her respects, but her mind is awhirl.
When she finds the tomb empty, the stone had been rolled,
Not a sign of a corpse in the dark and the cold.
When she reaches the door, sees an unholy sight,
There's this solitary figure in a halo of light.
He just carries on floating past Calvary Hill,
In an almighty hurry, aye but she might catch him still.
Tell me where are ye going Lord, and why in such haste?
Now don't hinder me woman, I've no time to waste!
For they're launching a boat on the morrow at noon,
And I have to be there before daybreak.
Oh I canna be missing, the lads'll expect me,
Why else would the good Lord himself resurrect me?
For nothing will stop me, I have to prevail,
Through the teeth of this tempest, in the mouth of a gale,
May the angels protect me if all else should fail,
When the last ship sails.
Oh the roar of the chains and the cracking of timbers,
The noise at the end of the world in your ears,
As a mountain of steel makes its way to the sea,
And the last ship sails.
Its a strange kind of beauty,
Its cold and austere,
And whatever it was that you've done to be here,
Its the sum of yr hopes yr despairs and yr fears,
When the last ship sails.
Well the first to arrive saw these signs in the east,
Like that strange moving finger at Balthazars Feast,
Where they asked the advice of some wandering priest,
And the sad ghosts of men whom they'd thought long deceased,
And whatever got said, they'd be counted at least,
When the last ship sails.
Oh the roar of the chains and the cracking of timbers,
The noise at the end of the world in your ears,
As a mountain of steel makes its way to the sea,
And the last ship sails.
And whatever you'd promised, whatever you've done,
And whatever the station in life you've become.
In the name of the Father, in the name of the Son,
And whatever the weave of this life that you've spun,
On the Earth or in Heaven or under the Sun,
When the last ship sails.
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version 3
Picking rythm and the C7 D7
E7 and F#7 you have to play some variations. just listen to the song.
Intro: Em 8x
Verse1:
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
It's all there in the gospels, the Magdalene girl
E7sus4/G D7sus C D
Comes to pay her respects, but her mind is awhirl.
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
When she finds the tomb empty, the stone had been rolled,
E7sus4/G D7sus C D
Not a sign of a corpse in the dark and the cold.
C7
When she reaches the door, sees an unholy sight,
D7
There's this solitary figure in a halo of light.
E7
He just carries on floating past Calvary Hill,
F#7
In an almighty hurry, aye but she might catch him still.
Verse2:
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
"Tell me where are ye going Lord, and why in such haste?"
E7sus4/G D7sus C D
"Now don't hinder me woman, I've no time to waste!
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
For they're launching a boat on the morrow at noon,
E7sus4/G D7sus C D
And I have to be there before daybreak.
C7
Oh I canna be missing, the lads'll expect me,
D7
Why else would the good Lord himself resurrect me?
E7
For nothing will stop me, I have to prevail,
F#7
Through the teeth of this tempest, in the mouth of a gale,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
May the angels protect me if all else should fail,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
When the last ship sails."
Chorus:
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
Oh the roar of the chains and the cracking of timbers,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
The noise at the end of the world in your ears,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
As a mountain of steel makes its way to the sea,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
And the last ship sails..
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
It's a strange kind of beauty, It's cold and austere,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
And whatever it was that ye've done to be here,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
It's the sum of yr hopes yr despairs and yr fears,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
When the last ship sails.
Bridge:
C7
Well the first to arrive saw these signs in the east,
D7
Like that strange moving finger at Balthazar's Feast,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
Where they asked the advice of some wandering priest,
E7sus4/G D7sus C D
And the sad ghosts of men whom they'd thought long deceased,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
And whatever got said, they'd be counted at least,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
When the last ship sails.
Chorus2:
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
Oh the roar of the chains and the cracking of timbers,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
The noise at the end of the world in your ears,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
As a mountain of steel makes its way to the sea,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
And the last ship sails..
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
And whatever you'd promised, whatever you've done,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
And whatever the station in life you've become.
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
In the name of the Father, in the name of the Son,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
And whatever the weave of this life that you've spun,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
On the Earth or in Heaven or under the Sun,
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
When the last ship sails.
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
Ohhh the last ship sails.
Em E7sus4/G D7sus E7sus4/G D7sus
Ohhh the last ship sails.
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version 4
Em7/4
Em7 Bm7 Am7 Bm7
It's all there in the gospels, the Magdalene girl
Am9 Bm7 C D
Comes to pay her respects, but her mind is awhirl.
When she finds the tomb empty, the stone had been rolled,
Not a sign of a corpse in the dark and the cold.
C6/4
When she reaches the door, sees an unholy sight,
D B/D#
There's this solitary figure in a halo of light.
Em9 C7+/9/E
He just carries on floating past Calvary Hill,
D/F# B7
In an almighty hurry, aye but she might catch him still.
Am7 D
"Tell me where are ye going Lord, and why in such haste?"
B/D# Em9
"Now don't hinder me woman, I've no time to waste!
For they're launching a boat on the morrow at noon,
And I have to be there before daybreak.
C6/4 A/C#
Oh I canna be missing, the lads'll expect me,
D B/D#
Why else would the good Lord himself resurrect me?
Em9 C7+/9/E
For nothing will stop me, I have to prevail,
D/F# B/F# B7
Through the teeth of this tempest, in the mouth of a gale,
C6/4 Am7 D
May the angels protect me if all else should fail,
C6/4 Bm7 Em /D
When the last ship sails."
C6/4 Am7 D
Oh the roar of the chains and the cracking of timbers,
Am9 Bm7 C D
The noise at the end of the world in your ears,
C6/4 Am7 D
As a mountain of steel makes its way to the sea,
C6/4 Bm7 Em
And the last ship sails.
C A/C# Bb/D Bbm/Db Cm7
F Cm7
It's a strange kind of beauty,
Bbm7 Cm7
It's cold and austere,
Bbm7 Cm7 Db Eb
And whatever it was that ye've done to be here,
Fm Cm7 Bbm7 Cm7
It's the sum of yr hopes yr despairs and yr fears,
Db Cm7 Fm Fm/Eb
When the last ship sails.
Db Bb/D
Well the first to arrive saw these signs in the east,
B/D# Bm/D C#m7
Like that strange moving finger at Balthazar's Feast,
F# C#m7 Bm7 C#m7
Where they asked the advice of some wandering priest,
Bm7 C#m7 D E
And the sad ghosts of men whom they'd thought long deceased,
F#m7 C#m7 Bm7 C#m7
And whatever got said, they'd be counted at least,
D C#m7 F#m /E
When the last ship sails.
D7+ Bm7 C#m7
Oh the roar of the chains and the cracking of timbers,
Bm7 C#m7 D E
The noise at the end of the world in your ears,
D7+ Bm7 C#m7
As a mountain of steel makes its way to the sea,
D C#m7 F#m /E
And the last ship sails.
D7+ Bm9 C#m7
And whatever you'd promised, whatever you've done,
Bm7 C#m7 D E
And whatever the station in life you've become.
D7+ Bm9 E
In the name of the Father, in the name of the Son,
D A/C# Bm7 C#m7
And whatever the weave of this life that you've spun,
Bm7 /A E/G# E
On the Earth or in Heaven or under the Sun,
D C#m7 F#5
When the last ship sails.
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version 5
Intro: E(no3) x8
Verse 1
E(no3) B7add9 Am B7add9
It's all there in the gospels, the Magdalene girl
Am B7add9 Am B7add9
Comes to pay her respects, but her mind is awhirl.
E(no3) B7add9 Am B7add9
When she finds the tomb empty, the stone had been rolled,
Am B7add9 Am B7add9
Not a sign of a corpse in the dark and the cold.
Am D
When she reaches the door, sees an unholy sight,
D B
There's this solitary figure in a halo of light.
Em C
He just carries on floating past Calvary Hill,
D B
In an almighty hurry, aye but she might catch him still.
Verse 2
Am D
"Tell me where are ye going Lord, and why in such haste?"
B Em
"Now don't hinder me woman, I've no time to waste!
C A
For they're launching a boat on the morrow at noon,
D Em
And I have to be there before daybreak.
C Em
Oh I canna be missing, the lads'll expect me,
D B
Why else would the good Lord himself resurrect me?
C Em
For nothing will stop me, I have to prevail,
D B
Through the teeth of this tempest, in the mouth of a gale,
C Am D (B)
May the angels protect me if all else should fail,
C D Em
When the last ship sails."
Chorus
Am D C D
Oh the roar of the chains and the cracking of timbers,
Am C D
The noise at the end of the world in your ears,
Am D C D
As a mountain of steel makes its way to the sea,
C D Em
And the last ship sails.
Outro-Chorus
C A Dm Bbm
Verse 3
F Cm
It's a strange kind of beauty,
Bbm Cm
It's cold and austere,
Bbm Cm Db Eb
And whatever it was that ye've done to be here,
F Eb Bbm Cm
It's the sum of yr hopes yr despairs and yr fears,
F
When the last ship sails.
Bridge
Db Bb
Well the first to arrive saw these signs in the east,
B Bm
Like that strange moving finger at Balthazar's Feast,
F# Dbm Bm E
Where they asked the advice of some wandering priest,
Bm F#m Dsus2 E
And the sad ghosts of men whom they'd thought long deceased,
F# Dbm Bm E
And whatever got said, they'd be counted at least,
Bm E F#m
When the last ship sails.
Chorus
D B E
Oh the roar of the chains and the cracking of timbers,
D F#m E
The noise at the end of the world in your ears,
D Bm Dbm E
As a mountain of steel makes its way to the sea,
D E F#m
And the last ship sails.
Bm E D E
And whatever you'd promised, whatever you've done,
Bm E D E
And whatever the station in life you've become.
Bm E D E
In the name of the Father, in the name of the Son,
Bm E D E
And whatever the weave of this life that you've spun,
Bm D E
On the Earth or in Heaven or under the Sun,
D E F#m
When the last ship sails.
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version 6
Intro: Em7
Em7 Bm7 Am7 Bm7
It's all there in the gospels, the Magdalene girl
Am7 Bm7 C D
Comes to pay her respects, but her mind is awhirl
Em7 Bm7 Am7 Bm7
When she finds the tomb empty, the stone had been rolled,
Am7 Bm7 C D
Not a sign of a corpse in the dark and the cold.
C
When she reaches the door, sees an unholy sight,
D B7
There's this solitary figure in a halo of light
Em C
He just carries on floating past Calvary Hill,
D B7
In an almighty hurry, aye but she might catch him still.
Am7 D
"Tell me where are ye going Lord, and why in such haste?"
B7 Em
"Now don't hinder me woman, I've no time to waste!”
Am7 D
For they're launching a boat on the morrow at noon,
B7 Em
And I have to be there before daybreak.
C A
Oh I canna be missing, the lads'll expect me,
D B7
Why else would the good Lord himself resurrect me?
Em C
For nothing will stop me, I have to prevail,
D B7
Through the teeth of this tempest, in the mouth of a gale.
C Am7 D
May the angels protect me, if all else should fail,
C Bm7 Em D
When the last ship sails.
C Am D
Oh the roar of the chains and the cracking of timbers,
Am Bm7 C D
The noise at the end of the world in your ears,
C Am7 D
As a mountain of steel makes its way to the sea,
C Bm7 Em
And the last ship sails.
C A/C# Bb/D C# Ab/C
Fm7 Cm7
It's a strange kind of beauty,
Bbm7 Cm7
It's cold and austere,
Bbm7 Cm7 Db Eb
And whatever it was that ye've done to be here,
Fm Cm7 Bbm7 Cm7
It's the sum of yr hopes yr despairs and yr fears,
Db Cm7 Fm7 Eb
When the last ship sails.
Db Bb
Well the first to arrive saw these signs in the east,
B Bm C#m7
Like that strange moving finger at Balthazar's Feast,
F# C#m7 Bm7 C#m7
Where they asked the advice of some wandering priest,
Bm7 C#m7 D E
And the sad ghosts of men whom they'd thought long deceased,
F#m7 C#m7 Bm7 C#m7
And whatever got said, they'd be counted at least,
D C#m7 F#m E
When the last ship sails.
D Bm7 C#m7
Oh the roar of the chains and the cracking of timbers,
Bm7 C#m7 D E
The noise at the end of the world in your ears,
D Bm7 C#m7
As a mountain of steel makes its way to the sea,
D C#m7 F#m E
And the last ship sails.
D Bm C#m7
And whatever you'd promised, whatever you've done,
Bm7 C#m7 D E
And whatever the station in life you've become
D Bm E
In the name of the Father, in the name of the Son,
D E Bm7 C#m7
And whatever the weave of this life that you've spun,
Bm7 A E
On the Earth or in Heaven or under the Sun,
D C#m7 F#m
When the last ship sails.
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