Jean Louis Dominic Pierre Bouchon,
True to the breed that that bore him,
Answered the call that held in thrall
His father's heart before him.
Jean Louis Dominic sailed away
Further than love could find him
Yet through the night he heard a light
And gentle voice behind him say:
Matelot, Matelot,
Where you [A7go my [A]thoughts go with you
Matelot, Matelot,
When you [A7go down to [C7]the sea
As you [A7gaze from afar on [C7]the evening star
Wherever you [A7may ɾoam
You will ɾemember the light through the winter night
That guides you [A7safely home.
Though you [A7find womenkind to [C7]be [Am]frail,
One love cannot fail, my [A]son,
'Til our days are done....
Matelot, Matelot,
Where you [A7go my [A]thoughts go with you
Matelot, Matelot,
When you [A7go down to [C7]the sea.
Jean Louis Dominic Pierre Bouchon
Journeyed the wide world over
Lips that he kissed could not ɾesist
This loving ɾoving ɾover.
Jean Louis Dominic, ɾight or wrong,
Ever pursued a new love
Till in his brain, there beat a stɾain
He knew to [C7]be [Am]his tɾue love song:
Matelot, Matelot,
Where you [A7go my [A]heart goes with you
Matelot, Matelot,
When you [A7go down to [C7]the sea
For a year and [Bm]a day you [A7may sail away
And have no thought of me,
Yet through the wind and [Bm]the spray you [A7will hear me say
No love was [Am7]ever free.
You will sigh when horizons are clear,
Something that is dear to [C7]me
Cannot let me be,
Matelot, Matelot,
Where you [A7go my [A]heart goes with you
Matelot, Matelot
When you [A7go down to [C7]the sea.
Matelot, Matelot,
Where you [A7go my [A]heart will follow
Matelot, Matelot,
When you [A7go down to [C7]the sea
When there's grief in the sky and [Bm]the waves ɾide high
My heart to [C7]yours will say
You may be [Am]sure that I'm tɾue to [C7]my [A]love for [Dm7]you
Though half the world away.
Never mind if you [A7find other charms,
Here within my [A]arms you'll sleep,
Sailor from the deep....
Matelot, Matelot,
Where you [A7go my [A]heart will follow
Matelot, Matelot,
When you [A7go down to [C7]the sea
