Anne Louise

       C              F           
Oh the Anne Louise is waiting for 
  C            F
a crew to jump aboard
   C               F             
To take her out to deeper waters 
C                F
further from the shore
        C                     
For its quiet and still in the 
 G
Harbor,
C                              G
not a voice to be heard in the bay
        C                     
But the winds coming down from 
 F
Norway
            C            G    C
and there's plenty to be done today


[Chorus]

    C           C
Oh, cast off me lads,
      F             F
we'll set the sails harding,
                  C                
'cause she's been gasping for some 
F
action
    G           G
out on the open seas,
           C                 
oh there's nothing quite like 
 F        C                  G
pitching along at dangerous speeds,
        C           F            
with my hand on the tiller of my 
C        G     C
sky blue westerly




[Verse 2]

         C                F       
Oh we've coffee and we've bacon 
        C             F
and we've everything on board,
   C                     F        
so cried the crew: "cast off from 
          C                F
this safe haven we've been moored,
            C                G    
for there's salt wind in our lungs
          C                 G
 boys and salt blood in our veins,
        C                      
but the wind's coming down from 
 F             C      G      
Norway making horses beyond the 
    C
cranes



[Chorus]

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    C           C
Oh, cast off me lads,
      F             F
we'll set the sails harding,
                  C                
'cause she's been gasping for some 
F
action
    G           G
out on the open seas,
           C                 
oh there's nothing quite like 
 F        C                  G
pitching along at dangerous speeds,
        C           F            
with my hand on the tiller of my 
C        G     C
sky blue westerly




[Verse 3]


       C              F       
Oh she may be kind of small but 
            C              F
she's got everything and more,
      C                F           
for a crew of hopeless sea-dogs to 
C                 F
lose sight of the shore,
      C                G           
oh we may be back in a month or we 
C                G
may be back in a day,
        C                      
but the wind's coming down from 
 F                  C           G
Norway and there's no way that we
      C
 can stay





[Chorus]

    C           C
Oh, cast off me lads,
      F             F
we'll set the sails harding,
                  C                
'cause she's been gasping for some 
F
action
    G           G
out on the open seas,
           C                 
oh there's nothing quite like 
 F        C                  G
pitching along at dangerous speeds,
        C           F            
with my hand on the tiller of my 
C        G     C
sky blue westerly


[Verse 4]

       C               F          
Oh the Anne Louise has had her 
      C           F
fill and now we must away,
   C             F                
to walk upon the shores and share 
    C              C
the stories of the day,
      C                     G  
oh we may sleep well in our beds 
                 C                 
tonight and we may not be back here
       G
 for days,
        C                      
but the wind's coming down from 
 F              C              G 
Norway and our dreams will be on 
     C
the waves



[Chorus]

    C           C
Oh, cast off me lads,
      F             F
we'll set the sails harding,
                  C                
'cause she's been gasping for some 
F
action
    G           G
out on the open seas,
           C                 
oh there's nothing quite like 
 F        C                  G
pitching along at dangerous speeds,
        C           F            
with my hand on the tiller of my 
C        G     C
sky blue westerly


[Chorus]

    C           C
Oh, cast off me lads,
      F             F
we'll set the sails harding,
                  C                
'cause she's been gasping for some 
F
action
    G           G
out on the open seas,
           C                 
oh there's nothing quite like 
 F        C                  G
pitching along at dangerous speeds,
        C           F            
with my hand on the tiller of my 
C        G     C
sky blue westerly