Dm---------F------C--------Dm Now we're rollin' down to Rio, -----------------C-----Dm Bue-nos Aires or the Straits – F-----------C-------Dm----C--------Dm-----C--Dm That's the way we traded from Fu-eg-o to the States! ---------------------C--------Dm Now we're rollin' down to Rio, ------------------C-----Dm Bue-nos Aires or the Straits – -------------C-------F-------C--------Dm-----C--Dm That's the way we traded from Fu-eg-o to the States!
Dm---------------C----------Dm------------C Rollin' down to Rio on this rotten sailin' tramp; Dm-----------C---------------G--Dm----F--Dm Takin' water for'r'd an' now our bunks are damp; Dm------------C-------Dm----------------C Buckin' like a bronco since we left the Keys; Dm----------C---------------------G--Dm---F-Dm Listin' like a kettle as she ships the quart-er seas. (CHO)
Loaded to the gunnels, plowin' four knots an hour, Steadied with her stays'l but swayin' like a flower; Half a crew o' Cubans, with a pair o' Swedish mates, That's the way we traded from Fuego to the States. (CHO)
Callin' at Jamaica for a scuttle-butt o' rum; Carousin' at fiestas till we've spent our shippin' sum; Stricken with the fever from the islands where it grew; Fightin' for the rations with this lazy, drunken crew. (CHO)
Reelin' round the Indies, makin' port or makin' sail; Beatin' up to windward in a ragin' tropic gale; Losin' our deck cargo, shiftin' coal or shiftin' crates – That's the way we traded from Fuego to the States. (CHO)