{t:Single Handed Sailor}
{st:Dire Straits}

{c:Intro:}
[Dm]   [C]   [G]

[Dm]  Two in the [C]morning [Bb]bright upt[F]own
[Dm]  The river run [C]away in the night[Bb] [F]
[Dm]  Little Gyps[C]y mare she's a[Bb]ll tied do[F]wn
[Dm]  She put her in [C]the wind and the light[Bb] [F]


  Yeah, the sailing ship is just held down in chains
  From the lazy days of sailing
  She's just lying there silent in pain
  You lean on the tourist rail

[Am]  A mother and her baby in the c[Dm]ollege of war[Dm]  [C]  [Bb]
  In the concrete g[C]rave
[Dm]  You never want to [C]fight against the [Bb]river law[F]
[Gm]  Nobody rules the w[Bb]aves

  Yeah, on a n[C]ight when the [A7]lazy wind is [Dm]wailing
[Bb]  Around the cutting [C]saw
  S[Dm]ingle-handed s[C]ailor [Bb]go saili[F]ng
[Gm]  Singing away in the dark[Bb]

  He's up on the bridge on the self-say night
  A mariner of dried-up land
  Two in the morning, well there's one green light
  And the man on the barge is sad
 
  She's gonna step away below him
  Away from things he's done
  But he just shouts, "Hey man whatcha call this thing?"
  She could say, "Pride of London"
 
  On a night when the lazy wind is wailing
  Around the cutting saw
  Yeah, single-handed sailor go sailing
  Singing away in the dark