Helmet Head Great Big Sea

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The chords are:

D: xx0232
G: 320003 or 320033 (whichever you prefer, they're very similar)
A: x02220
Bm: x24432 this one is a pain if you're not experienced, I just play it xxx432, makes
a bit easier

Standard Tuning
Capo on 3rd fret!

Intro

DI was just seventeen, wAhen I made Dthe AHL
GI couldn't skate iDn junior, but mAy fists rang like a bell.
GI'll never wDin a title, and AI'll never winb the cup,
ABut Dwhen it comes to ladies, I've had the best of luck.

Verse (almost same as intro, listen to the song for the beat, the strumming is a little
in this song)

DMy first one was a sly one, Ahanging round the Drink,
GBut they sent Dme off toA Cornwall, as fast as you could blink,
GIn Moose Jaw I wDas right in love, Athe daughtebr of the coach -
GHe traded me for nDothing, didnA't take to my Dapproach.

Chorus
ASo good-bye, fare thee well,
DThere's no time for deAlay,
GYou'll see me at the Dface-off, or Acatch the play-by-play
ASo good-bye, fare thee well,
DI'm glad you shared my Abed,
GBut never trust a Dfellow with a Ahelmet on his bhead.


(All verses are the same)

Chantal was from Moncton, elle a joué avec moi.
A tongue as sharp as razors, but she had a fancy car.
Her husband was a bruiser, played senior in Quebec,
If he'd had the rights of it, it would have been my neck.

Nancy couldn't watch me fight, she'd always be in tears,
Waving from the bleachers, and screaming in my ears,
Dee I should have married, and we had a dandy fling,
But I had a one way contract, blew the money for the ring.

I should have sent a letter, and it would have been polite,
But I'm cleaning out my locker, and time is getting tight.
I'm calling from the station, perhaps another day,
Cause they're calling up a rookie, and they're trading me away

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