Verse 1
[F]Basic was just like papaw says:
"Keep your m[Bb]outh shut and you'll be [F]fine"
[(F)]Just another enlisted egg in the bowl for Uncle Sam's [C]beater
When you [F]get to Dam Neck hear a voice in your head
Saying, "[Bb]my life's no longer [F]mine"
Have you running with some [Bb]SAD S[F]OG
[C]BMF sand[F]eaters
Verse 2
[F]Setting out on them high seas feels [Bb]just like being [F]born
[(F)]That first port call in Thailand feels like a pollywog turning n[C]ineteen
They've got [F]king cobras fighting in boxing rings and all the [Bb]angels play Connect [F]Four
[Bb]Seems like a sailor's [F]paradise but [C]turns out to be a bad [F]dream
Verse 3
[F]Now you hit the ground running in Tokyo from [Bb]Kawasaki to Eb[F]isu
Yokosuka, Yokohama, and Shinjuku, Shibuya, Ropongi, and [C]Harajuku
Aw, from [F]Pusan and Ko Chang, Pattaya to Phuket
From [Bb]Singapore to Kuala [F]Lumpur
[Bb]Seen damn near the [F]whole damn world from the [C]inside of a [F]bar
Chorus
I've got [Bb]sea stories, they're all [F]true
Might seem a little bit far-fetched but why would I [C]lie to you
Memories [Bb]make forever stains, still got [F]salt running through my veins
I've got sea stories[C] and my shellback, [F]too
Solo (coming soon)
Verse 4
[F]Sometimes Sirens send a ship off course, [Bb]horizon gets so [F]hazy
[(F)]Maybe get high, play a little GoldenEye on that old [C]64
And if [F]you get sick and can't manage the kick
And get [Bb]yourself kicked out the navy
You'll spend the [F]next year trying to score
From a futon [Bb]life raft on the floor
And the [F]next fifteen trying to figure out
What the [C]hell you did that [F]for
But flying high beats dying for lies in a [C]politician's [F]war
[F]Basic was just like papaw says:
"Keep your m[Bb]outh shut and you'll be [F]fine"
[(F)]Just another enlisted egg in the bowl for Uncle Sam's [C]beater
When you [F]get to Dam Neck hear a voice in your head
Saying, "[Bb]my life's no longer [F]mine"
Have you running with some [Bb]SAD S[F]OG
[C]BMF sand[F]eaters
Verse 2
[F]Setting out on them high seas feels [Bb]just like being [F]born
[(F)]That first port call in Thailand feels like a pollywog turning n[C]ineteen
They've got [F]king cobras fighting in boxing rings and all the [Bb]angels play Connect [F]Four
[Bb]Seems like a sailor's [F]paradise but [C]turns out to be a bad [F]dream
Verse 3
[F]Now you hit the ground running in Tokyo from [Bb]Kawasaki to Eb[F]isu
Yokosuka, Yokohama, and Shinjuku, Shibuya, Ropongi, and [C]Harajuku
Aw, from [F]Pusan and Ko Chang, Pattaya to Phuket
From [Bb]Singapore to Kuala [F]Lumpur
[Bb]Seen damn near the [F]whole damn world from the [C]inside of a [F]bar
Chorus
I've got [Bb]sea stories, they're all [F]true
Might seem a little bit far-fetched but why would I [C]lie to you
Memories [Bb]make forever stains, still got [F]salt running through my veins
I've got sea stories[C] and my shellback, [F]too
Solo (coming soon)
Verse 4
[F]Sometimes Sirens send a ship off course, [Bb]horizon gets so [F]hazy
[(F)]Maybe get high, play a little GoldenEye on that old [C]64
And if [F]you get sick and can't manage the kick
And get [Bb]yourself kicked out the navy
You'll spend the [F]next year trying to score
From a futon [Bb]life raft on the floor
And the [F]next fifteen trying to figure out
What the [C]hell you did that [F]for
But flying high beats dying for lies in a [C]politician's [F]war
