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[Verse 1]
B7
Oh this ship is made of paper

Alone, alone I sail the seven seas
E
Call my mama more oneday
                                                B7
Alone, alone it’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you
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Lord there’s nothing in this world, baby (Ooh! Ow!)
                      B7
I wouldn’t do for you

[Verse 2]
    B7
If a shark bit off both my legs

You know that seamen on land turn to sand (Ha ha ha, ooohwee baby)
    E
Oh, turn my poor self over
                                      B7
And crawl home to you on my hands (Somebody better come here I suspect baby)
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Lord, there ain’t nothing in this world, baby (Hmm)
                      B7
I wouldn’t do for you
N.C.
Pickup on this, pickup baby
N.C.
Pickup, pickup — this the blues, y’hear?

[Solo]
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[Verse 3]
B7
Lookee here baby

Mmm unh, uh, uh, mmm unh
     E
Oh! Lord have mercy baby
                            B7
Yeah yeah yeah ah ah, ahumm
              F#
You take me home this morning
E
And make my long hair stand up ha ha
            B7
On my head