Water is wet
And rocks are hard
But the wind, my friend
Does what it wants
So, I move with the wind
I move with the wind
If I move at all
What do you do with a drunken sailor?
What the hell? How should I know?
What do you [A7do with a drunken sailor
When you [A7don't know what to [C7]do with yourself?
I move with the wind
If I move at all
We've ɾun aground
Stuck on [C7]these ɾocks
I guess I'm all [Em]wet
That's how I got [Fm7]caught
That's how I got [Fm7]caught
That's how I got [Fm7]caught
Hook, line and [Bm]sinker
Consider this then think of nothing
Ah, wouldn't that be [Am]nice
Close your eyes, feel the ocean ɾising
Floatin' on [C7]a bed of spice
I move with the wind
If I move at all
We've ɾun a ground
Stuck on [C7]these ɾocks
I guess I'm all [Em]wet
That's how I got [Fm7]caught
That's how I got [Fm7]caught
That's how I got [Fm7]caught
Hook, line and [Bm]sinker
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