Amsterdam chords By John Denver Guitar Chords

       Gm                           F               
In the port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who sings
       D#                              D
of the dreams that he brings from the wide open seas.
       Gm                           F
In the port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who sleeps
          D#         D                 Gm
while the riverbank weeps through the old willow trees.
       A#                            F        
In the port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who dies
        Gm                       D                         
full of beer, full of cries in a drunken down fight.
       D#                          Dm
In the port of Amsterdam, there a sailor who's born
     D#         D            Gm
on a muggy hot morn, by the dawn's early light.

       Gm                           F
In the port of Amsterdam, where the sailors all meet,
          D#                    D
there's a sailor who eats only fish heads and tails.
        Gm                           F
He will show you his teeth that have rotted too soon
         D#           D              Gm
that can swallow the moon, that can haul up the sail.
       A#                          F
And he yells to the cook with his arms open wide, 
Gm                         D
bring me more fish, put it down by my side.
       D#                           Dm
And he wants so to belch, but he's too full to try
      D#              D              Gm 
so he gets up and he laughs, and he zips up his fly.

       Gm                         F
In the port of Amsterdam, you can see sailors dance,
         D#                              D
haunches bursting their pants, grinding women to paunch.
           Gm                         F
They've forgotten the tune that their whisky voice croaked,
            D#            D              Gm
and they're spitting the night with the roar of their jokes.
         A#                             F
And they turn and they dance, and they laugh and they lust
       Gm                    D
to the rancid sound of the accordion's burst.
          D#                             Dm
then it's out into the night with their pride in their pants
      D#              D        Gm
and a slut that they tow underneath the street lamps.

       Gm                           F
In the port of Amsterdam, there's a sailor who drinks.
       D#                             D
and he drinks, and he drinks, and he drinks once again.
   Gm                          F
He drinks to the health of the whores of Amsterdam
         D#              D         Gm
who have promised their love to a thousand other men.
         A#                              F
And they bargain their bodies and their virtue, long gone,
      Gm                        D
for a few dirty coins, and when he can't go on,
              D#                      Dm
he plants his nose in the sky and we wipes it up above
        D#             D          Gm
then he splits like I cry for an unfaithful love,
       Dm                        Gm                        Dm
in the port of Amsterdam, in the port of Amsterdam, in the port of Amster