Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Oh hush thee, my baby, the night is behind us, and black are the waters that sparkled so green. The moon o'er the combers, looks downward to find us at rest in the hollows that rustle be-tween Where billow meets billow, there soft be they pillow; Ah wea-----ry wee flipperling curl at thy ease. The storm shall not wake thee, nor shark over take thee. A sleep in the arms of the slow swinging seas, A sleep in the arms of the slow swinging seas. Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, P.S. I play chords on the piano. It will be much easier to play this on guitar if you transpose down one half step and play with a capo on 1.