The Downeaster Alexa

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[Verse 1]
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Well I'm on the Down- easter A- lexa
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And I'm cruising through Block 
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Island Sound.
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I have charted a course to the 
  Am
Vineyard.
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But to- night I am Nantucket bound

[Chorus 1]
C            D             G    
  We took on diesel back in 
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Montauk yester- day,
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  And left this morning from the
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 bell in Gardiner's Bay.
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  Like all the locals here I've 
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had to sell my home,
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  Too proud to leave, I worked my 
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fingers to the bone

[Verse 2]
          G             D      Em
So I could own my Down- easter A- 
lexa
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      G             D       C
And I go where the ocean is deep.
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There are giants out there in the 
Am
canyons.
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And a good captain can't fall a- 
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sleep

[Chorus 2]
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  I got bills to pay and 
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children who need clothes.
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  I know there's fish out there 
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but where, God only knows.
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  They say these waters aren't 
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what they used to be.
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  But I've got people back on 
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land who count on me.

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

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[Verse 3]
       G             D         Em
Now I drive my Down- easter A- lexa
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More and more miles from shore 
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ev'ry year,
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Since they told me I can't sell no 
Am
stripers.
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And there's no luck in sword 
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fishing here.

[Chorus 3]
C         D              G      
  I was a bayman like my father 
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was be- fore.
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  Can't make a living as a 
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bayman any-  more.
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  There ain't much future for a 
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man who works the sea.
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  But there ain't no island left 
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for islanders like me.