Sailing To Philadelphia taby ukulele według Mark Knopfler

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I am Jeremiah Dixon
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I am a Geordie boy
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A glass of wine with you, sir
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And the ladies I'll enjoy
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All Durham and Northumberland
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Is measured up by my own hand
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It was my fate from birth
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To make my mark upon the earth...


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He calls me Charlie Mason
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A stargazer Am I
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It seems that I was born
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To chart the evening sky
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They'd cut me out for baking bread
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But I had other dreams instead
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This baker's boy from the west country
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Would join the Royal Society...


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We are sailing to Philadelphia
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A world away from the coaly Tyne
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Sailing to Philadelphia 
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To draw the line
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A Mason-Dixon Line


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Now you're a good surveyor, Dixon
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But I swear you'll make me mad
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The West will kill us both
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You gullible Geordie lad
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You talk of liberty
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How can America be free
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A Geordie and a baker's boy
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In the forests of the Iroquois...


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Now hold your head up, Mason
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See America lies there
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The morning tide has raised
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The capes of Delaware
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Come up and feel the sun
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A new morning has begun
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Another day will make it clear
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Why your stars should guide us here...



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We are sailing to Philadelphia
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A world away from the coaly Tyne
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Sailing to Philadelphia 
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To draw the line
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A Mason-Dixon Line
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A Mason-Dixon Line


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