One More Night

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[Verse 1]
Am                  |C           
In the fall of 1883 I had just 
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one more load of coal for 
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the Cornish Jacks at the Silver 
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Islet mine
G                         |Am
Beneath the icy waves, they picked 
and hacked at the silver caves
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And the coal fires kept them dry
D                              |   
And I never once did think that 
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just a couple drinks
|C                       |         
Could cause that mine to die
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[Verse 2]
Am                     |C  
For 17 good years I've been a 
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faithful captain here Always had an 
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eye for the weather
G                                 
And it's an easy thing to say, if 
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you're looking for someone to blame
C                                  
Well, the captain should have known
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 better
D                              |   
And everyone still thinks that the 
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captain's love of drink
C                      |           
Is why that silver mine died
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[Chorus]
Em                           
I could hear the voice of gin 
|C
whisper in my ear
C                            |G  
Or maybe it was Sally saying 
              |D
"Who's the captain here?"
Em                     D|C
The Tuttle is your ship, and you 
surely have the right
C          |       Am   |          
To set the time of sail And to stay
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 here where it's warm one more night

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[Verse 3]
Am                            
The captain of my ship and the 
|C                             |
master of my pride
C                               
But still there's an undertow in
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 every sailor's mind
G                                 
And the blue of Sally's eyes and 
  |Am                      |
the warmth of her thighs
C                               
Spoke to me in terms that could 
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not be denied
D                            
I turned my back on the lake, 
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thinking she would wait
C                         |        
And give me a little more time
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[Verse 4]
Am                                
With gin and love, half-crazed, 
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we'd lain there for three days
C                             |G 
When I staggered to the window to
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 catch a breath of air
G                             |Am
I remember Sally laughed as an 
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icy winter blast
C                        |G      
Caught me in the face and snapped
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 back my hair
D                                  
And one thought filled my head, as 
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I fell back on the bed:
C                       |          
That silver mine's gonna die
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[Chorus]

Em                           
I could hear the voice of gin 
|C
whisper in my ear
C                            |G  
Or maybe it was Sally saying 
              |D
"Who's the captain here?"
Em                     D|C
The Tuttle is your ship, and you 
surely have the right
C          |       Am   |          
To set the time of sail And to stay
 |               C          |
 here where it's warm one more night

[Solo]
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[Verse 5]
Am                               
We stoked the boilers hot But the
|C                         |
 Tuttle she was caught
C                                 
No way to get the lake to change 
  |G                      |
her stubborn mind
C                              
There was no way to entice that 
|A                           |
wretched winter ice
C                             
To leave a channel open to the 
|G                            |
Silver Islet Mine
D                                | 
And with no coal to fire the pumps 
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And November all at once
C                        |         
The lake had drowned that mine
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[Verse 6]
Am                    |C         
In the fall of 1883, just one 
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more load of coal would have saved 
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the Silver Islet Mine
G                                
Now I know that I'm to blame, and
|Am                         |
 I must bear the shame
C                                  
But try to understand the nature of
|G                      |
 my crime
D                                
I was unfaithful to the lake, she 
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raged at my mistake
C                       |          
She wanted that mine to die
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[Chorus]
Em                           
I could hear the voice of gin 
|C
whisper in my ear
C                            |G  
Or maybe it was Sally saying 
              |D
"Who's the captain here?"
Em                     D|C
The Tuttle is your ship, and you 
surely have the right
C          |       Am   |          
To set the time of sail And to stay
 |               C          |
 here where it's warm one more night