The (C)boat rides south of (G)Ailsa (C)Craig in the (F)waning (C)of the (G)light
There's (F)thirty (G)men in (C)Lendal(Am)fit to (F)make our (C)burden (G)light -G
And there's (C)thirty horse in (G)Hazle(C)holm with the (F)halters (C)on their (G)heads
All (F)set this (G)night up (C)on your (Am)life if (Dm)wind and water (C)speed
Chorus
(Am)Smugglers drink of the (Em)frenchmens wine
And the (Am)darkest night is the (C)smugglers (G)time
A(F)way we ran from the (C)excise (Am)man
It's a (C)smugglers life for (F)me
It's a (C)smugglers (G7)life for (C)me
"Oh (C)lass you have a (G)cozy (C)bed, and (F)cattle (C)you have (G)ten
Can (F)you not (G)live a (C)lawful (Am)life and (F)live with (C)lawful (G)men?" -G
But (C)must I use old (G)homely (C)goods while there's (F)foreign (C)gear so (G)fine?
Must (F)I drink (G)at the (C)water(Am)side and (Dm)France so full of (C)wine
Chorus
Though (C)well I like to (G)see you (C)Kate, with a (F)baby (C)on your (G)knee
My(F)heart is (G)now with the (C)gallant (Am)crew that (F)plough through the (C)angry (G)sea - G
The (C)bitter gale, the (G)tightest (C)sail, and the (F)sheltered (C)bay or (G)goal
It's the (F)wayward (G)life, it's the (C)smugglers (Am)strife, it's the (Dm)joy of the smugglers (C)soul
Chorus
And (C)when at last the (G)dawn comes (C)up and the (F)cargo’s (C)safely (G)stored
Like (F)sinless (G)saints to (C)church we'll (Am)go, God's (F)mercy (C)to a(G)fford -G
And It's (C)champagne fine for (G)communion (C)wine and the (F)parson (C)drinks it, (G)too
With a (F)sly wink (G)prays "For(C)give these (Am)men, for they (Dm)know not what they (C)do"
Chorus
It's a (C)smugglers life for (F)me
It's a (C)smugglers (G)life for (C)me
