The Downeaster Alexa

Am - Em - G - Am        2x


[Verse 1]

        C           G        Am
Well I'm on the Down- easter A- lexa
       C              G      
And I'm cruising through Block 
      F
Island Sound.
       F         C           
I have charted a course to the 
  Dm
Vineyard,
       C         G       F       
But to- night I am Nantucket 
C - F
bound.


[Chorus 1]

F         G             C       
 We took on diesel back in 
      F
Montauk yester- day,
F            G               Am 
 And left this morning from the 
              G/B
bell in Gardiner's Bay.
F          G                C   
 Like all the locals here I've 
          F
had to sell my home,
F           G                 Am
 Too proud to leave, I worked my
            G/B
 fingers to the bone


[Verse 2]

          C          G         Am
So I could own my Down- easter A- 
lexa
      C          G       F
And I go where the ocean is deep.
         F        C            Dm
There are giants out there in the 
canyons,
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     C           G            F  
And a good captain can't fall a- 
    C - F
sleep.


[Chorus 2]

F    G              C           
 I got bills to pay and children
      F
 who need clothes.
F             G                 
 I know there's fish out there 
Am             G/B
but where, God only knows.
F            G            C     
 They say these waters aren't 
            F
what they used to be.
F          G              Am    
 But I've got people back on 
           G/B
land who count on me.


[Bridge]

           C           G        
So when you see my Down- easter A- 
Am
lexa
          C            G          
And if you work with the rod and the
F
 reel,
       F        C           Dm
Tell my wife I am trolling At- 
lantis,
     C            G           F
And I still have my hands on the 
wheel.


[Instrumental Bridge]

Am - Em - G - Am        2x
Em - G - D - Em
Am - Em - G - Am


[Verse 3]

     C            G         Am
Now I drive my Down- easter A- lexa
        C              G         
More and more miles from shore ev'ry
F
 year,
          F        C            
Since they told me I can't sell no 
Dm
stripers.
           C         G            
And there's no luck in sword fishing
F
 here.


[Chorus 3]

F      G             C           
 I was a bayman like my father was 
  F
be- fore.
F           G           Am       
 Can't make a living as a bayman 
 G/B
any-  more.
F               G           C   
 There ain't much future for a 
             F
man who works the sea.
F                 G              
 But there ain't no island left 
Am            G/B
for islanders like me.


[Interlude]

       C  G  Am
Ya, ya, yaa aaa yo
       C  G  Am
Ya, ya, yaa aaa yo
       C  G  Am
Ya, ya, yaa aaa yo
       C  G  Am
Ya, ya, yaa aaa yo