C C Am F Now it's just my luck to have the watch, with nothing left to doE E Dm G But watch the deadly waters glide, as we roll north to the SooC C Am F And wonder when they'll turn again, and pitch us to the railEm G C C And whirl off one more youngster in the galeC C Am F The kid was so damned eager, it was all so big and newE E Dm G You never had to tell him twice, or find him work to doC C Am F And evenings on the mess deck, he was always first to singEm G C C And show us pictures of the girl he'd wed in spring CHORUS ONE (after verses 1, 3,):G G/B F E But I told that kid a hundred times, don't take the lakes for grantedAm E Dm G They'll go from calm to a hundred knots, so fast they seem en-chantedC C Am F But to-night some red-eyed Wiarton girl, lies staring at the wallE G C C And her lover's gone in-to a white squallContinues after the adC C Am F Now it's a thing that us old-timers know, in a sultry summer calmE E Dm G There comes a blow from nowhere, and it goes off like a bombC C Am F And a sixteen thousand tonner can be thrown upon her beamEm G C C While the gale takes all before it with a screamC C Am F The kid was on the hatches, lying staring at the skyE E Dm G From where I stood, I swear I could, see tears fall from his eyeC C Am F So I hadn't the heart to tell him, that he should be on a lineEm G C C Even on a night so warm and fine WHITE SQUALL PAGE TWOC C Am F When it struck, he sat up with a start, I roared to him: Get downE E Dm G But for all that he could hear, I might as well not made a soundC C Am F So I clung there to the stanchions and I felt my face grow paleEm G C C As he crawled hand-over-hand along the railC C Am F Now I could feel her heeling over with the fury of the blowE E Dm F And I watched the rail go under then, so terrible and slowC C Am F Then like some great dog she shook herself and roared upright a-gainEm G C C While overside I heard him call my nameC C Am F So it's just my luck to have the watch, with nothing left to doE E Dm G But watch the deadly waters glide, as we roll north to the SooC C Am F And wonder when they'll turn again, and pitch us to the railEm G C C And whirl off one more youngster in the gale CHORUS TWO:G G/B F E And I tell these kids a hundred times, don't take the lakes for grantedAm E Dm G They'll go from calm to a hundred knots, so fast they seem en-chantedC C Am F But to-night some red-eyed Wiarton girl, lies staring at the wallE G C C And her lover's gone into a white squall
White Squall
Stan Rogers
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