Intro:    A  D  D6                     A  D  A  D 
 
A                     D                A 
Nautical Wheelers who call themselves sailors 
     D                      A     A7 
Play fiddle tunes under the stars 
D                   A             F#m 
Petti-coats rustle, working shoes scuffle, 
B7                    E 
Hustle on down to the bars 
D                                      A         A7     
Where the juke-box is blastin' and the liquor is flowin' 
   D          A         E    E7 
An occasional bottle of wine 
               D                    A             
That's 'cause everyone here is just more than contented  
       E         E7        D            A 
To be living and dying in three quarter time 
 

     A          E7                           D          A         
       And it's dance with me, dance with me Nautical Wheelers, 
         D         A              E     E7 
       take me to stars that you know 
                   F#m                          D          A 
       Come on and dance with me, dance with me Nautical Wheelers, 
       E          E7      A 
       I want so badly to go  
 
Well, the left foot it'll follow  
Where the right foot has travelled 
Down to the sidewalks unglued 
And into the street of my city so neat 
Where nobody cares what you do 
And Sonna's just grinnin' and Phil is ecstatic 
And Mason has jumped in the sea 
And I'm hangin' on to a line from my sailboat 
 
    E7                     A 
Oh, Nautical Wheelers save me 
(repeat Chorus) 
 
Well the sunrise will bring on  
The sleep that's escaped us 
And everyone's off to their beds 
There'll be huggin' and squeezin' 
A little pleazin' and teasin'   
And rubbin' of each other's heads 
So won't you dream on comrades, seems nothin' escapes you, 
Nothin', no reason, nor rhyme 
That's 'cause everyone here is just more than contented 
To be living and dying in three quarter time 
(repeat chorus and fade)