Alestorm

Tom: Abm
G#
Go
A storm is coming

[?]
G#m
Die
There's no escaping
G#m
We're all anticipating smashing your brains and eyes
G#m
Firing the cannons and raising the flags
G#m
This is the piratical way
G#m
Under the sign of the storm of ale
G#m
Soon with your lives you will pay
G#m F#m
We're losing our minds
Em F#m
Into the battle and drink what we find

[Chorus] (x2)
G#m B
Rum, beer, quests, and mead
F#m Em
These are things that a pirate needs
G#m B
Raise the flag, and let's set sail
F#m Em
Under the sign of the storm of ale

[Próxima Parte]
G#m
Rum, the finest potion
G#m
It gives me quite the notion
G#m
To vomit over your face
G#m
Beer, so cold as ice
This [?] will suffice
G#m
Drinking through nights and through days
G#m
Quest, this is the meaning of life
G#m
The voyage into the unknown
G#m
A tankard of mead, is all that I need
G#m
To enter the partying zone
G#m F#m
We're out of control
Em F#m
Escape from your [?], the depth of your soul

[Chorus] (x2)
[Próxima Parte]
G#m F#m
We're losing our minds
Em F#m
Into the battle and drink what we find
G#m F#m
No, there's no turning back
Em F#m
Ready for battle, it's time to attack

[Chorus] (x2)