CAPO: 2nd fret
[VERSE 1]
It's [D]written of in [G]papers, books and [D]magazines
For centuries ad[G]venturers set [D]sail
In schooners, clippers, [G]sloops and brigs and [D]barque tines
[A]O'er the deep blue [G]ocean to pre[D]vail
[VERSE 2]
Believing their do[G]minion o'er the [D]great salt sea
They'd snare the fish and [G]smite the mighty [D]whale
But for every man who [G]lived to boast his [D]victory
A [A]score or more were [G]thwarted by the [D]gale
[CHORUS]
As [C]evenings curtain [G]falls upon me [D]like a shroud
I'm [C]thinking of their [G]cold eternal [D]sleep
Be[C]neath the waves [G]far too many [D]souls to count
[A]Lost out in the [G]darkness on the [D]deep
[VERSE 3]
There always will be [G]men who sail the [D]ocean blue
But the romance is a [G]thing of histo[D]ry
In these hard times a [G]man just does what [D]he has to
Pro[A]viding for his [G]wife and fami[D]ly
[VERSE 4]
Not long ago just [G]off the coast of [D]Provincetown
They found a radio beacon [G]bobbing in a field of deb[D]ris
Three days they did [G]search but they [D]never found
The [A]crew who worked a[G]board the Candy [D]B
[CHORUS]
As [C]evenings curtain [G]falls upon me [D]like a shroud
I'm [C]thinking of their [G]cold eternal [D]sleep
Be[C]neath the waves [G]far too many [D]souls to count
[A]Lost out in the [G]darkness on the [D]deep
[VERSE 1]
It's [D]written of in [G]papers, books and [D]magazines
For centuries ad[G]venturers set [D]sail
In schooners, clippers, [G]sloops and brigs and [D]barque tines
[A]O'er the deep blue [G]ocean to pre[D]vail
[VERSE 2]
Believing their do[G]minion o'er the [D]great salt sea
They'd snare the fish and [G]smite the mighty [D]whale
But for every man who [G]lived to boast his [D]victory
A [A]score or more were [G]thwarted by the [D]gale
[CHORUS]
As [C]evenings curtain [G]falls upon me [D]like a shroud
I'm [C]thinking of their [G]cold eternal [D]sleep
Be[C]neath the waves [G]far too many [D]souls to count
[A]Lost out in the [G]darkness on the [D]deep
[VERSE 3]
There always will be [G]men who sail the [D]ocean blue
But the romance is a [G]thing of histo[D]ry
In these hard times a [G]man just does what [D]he has to
Pro[A]viding for his [G]wife and fami[D]ly
[VERSE 4]
Not long ago just [G]off the coast of [D]Provincetown
They found a radio beacon [G]bobbing in a field of deb[D]ris
Three days they did [G]search but they [D]never found
The [A]crew who worked a[G]board the Candy [D]B
[CHORUS]
As [C]evenings curtain [G]falls upon me [D]like a shroud
I'm [C]thinking of their [G]cold eternal [D]sleep
Be[C]neath the waves [G]far too many [D]souls to count
[A]Lost out in the [G]darkness on the [D]deep
Used chords
More of Mark Erelli
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