Key: F major•
Verse 1
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A
We were forty miles from Albany,
Bb
A
for get it I nev er shall
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A
What a terrible storm we had
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one night on the Erie Canal
For the Erie was a -risin',
the gin was a -gettin' low
And I scarcely think we'll get a drink
till we get to Buffalo
Till we get to Buffalo
Our captain, he come up on deck
A
with a spyglass in his hand
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A
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And the fog, it was so tarnel -thick
that he couldn't spy the land
Well, the Uriah was a -risin',
the gin was a -gettin' low
And I scarcely think we'll get a drink
A
Bb
till we get to Buffalo,
till we get to Buffalo
A
Our cook, she was a grand old gal,
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she had a ragged dress
A
We heisted her upon a pole
as a signal of dis tress
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A
Bb
Oh, Uriah was a -risin',
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Bb
the gin was a -gettin' low,
F
Bb
And I scarcely think we'll get a drink
A
Bb
till we get to Buffalo,
till we get to Buffalo.
The captain, got married,
and the cook, she went to jail,
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And I'm the only son of a gun
that's left to tell the tale.
Bb
Oh, the year I was a -risin',
the gin was a -gettin' low
A
And I scarcely think we'll get a drink
Bb
till we get to Buffalo,
till we get to Buffalo
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