Dm Am Upon St. Crispin’s Day we made for a distant shoreF C from the harbour mouth of MontegoDm Am We were packed to the deck with a rash of Nelson’s bloodF C on a Northern course where the tradewinds blowCm Bb Forty nights on the deck of an old West IndiamanCm Bb shed little light on what I knowGm Am Bb F One day this will be over, this I know [Verse]Dm Am I remember you as the girl I loved so wellF C and the lady of my hearth and homeDm Am So I must be the man with a horde of tales to tellF C and a bigger horde of silks and goldCm Bb Do you resent me for my roving ways?Cm Bb Are you still the lady that I know?Gm Am Bb F One day this will be over, this I know [Interlude]D C F Am D D F G A F D F[Verse]Dm Am Ne’er a sabre have I drawn in angerF C ‘nor a flintlock have I fired at allDm Am Though the midnight watch has yet to wear me downF C I grow weary of the heaven’s thrallCm Bb I vowed to return one day a different manCm Bb not the green and witless boy you knowGm Am Bb F One day this will be over, this I know [Interlude]D C F Am D D F G A F D Fe|-0-------0-------0-------0-------| B|-3-(x12)-3-(x12)-3-(x12)-3-(x12)-| G|-2-------3-------4-------3-------| D|-0-------0-------0-------0-------| A|-0-------1-------2-------1-------| E|---------------------------------|D F D F Bb DD F D FBb D Bb D C D C DBb D Bb D Bb D D [Bridge] (Use this where D* is shown)E|-5-------------------------------| B|-3---5-3-3---3--3-3-3---3--3-3-3-| G|-2---2-2-4---3--5-3-2---3--5-3-2-| D|-0---0-0-0---0--0-0-0---0--0-0-0-| A|---------------------------------| E|---------------------------------|D* Relief, praise the gods for the still and moment of respiteE7 G D The thrill of sleeping through the night is lost on a drone such as ID* The taste of victory calls, yet a shadow of a feeling lingers onE7 G D Yet the blow of whores and devil spawn didn’t break my confidence at allD D [Bridge]F#m B I think these things too loudF#m B I’m nothing if not proudG#m C# I seek the means to thriveG#m C# Not scouring to merely surviveF#m B F#m B G#m C# G#m C# [Otro]D C# B A D C# B A F#m E Did you find your fate and make your mark on the sea imbecileD C# B A D C# B A F#m E Cause someone waits at home for you to come over the horizonA E D Dm A She’ll be waiting, she’ll be waiting for a long timeE D Dm A She’ll be waiting for a long time
The Marystown Expedition
The Stanfields
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