[INTRO]
[Am]
[VERSE]
Ocean Station Bravo, [Dm]North Atlantic Ocean
Somewhere south of [Am]Greenland, somewhere far from [D]home [Am]
Nothing on the radar, [Dm]nothing on the sonar
Hove to and [Am]drifting on this [D]ocean all a[Am]lone
[VERSE]
She was the CGC Sebago, [Dm]Ocean Station Vessel
High Endurance [Am]Cutter, Number 4[D]2 [Am]
Studying the weather, [Dm]aids to navigation
Plotting ships and [Am]aircraft as [D]they come sailing [Am]through
[VERSE]
Just a speck upon the ocean, [Dm]centre of a circle
Nothing but ho[Am]rizon, wind and sea and [D]sky
[Am]This whole world in motion, [Dm]blowing from the Northwest
Not a hint of [Am]sunshine, just the [D]grey waves rolling [Am]by
[VERSE]
Lookout calls the bridge-watch: "[Dm]Objects in the water
Moving Surface [Am]Contact, off the starboard [D]bow" [Am]
Plot 'em on the radar, [Dm]fire up the sonar
Listen for the [Am]echoes, Oh, [G]can't you hear them [Am]now?
[VERSE]
And there's echoes in the headphones, [Dm]whale-sound from the speakers
Filling all the [Am]spaces inside C.I.[G]C.
[Am]Songs of love and travel, [Dm]songs of generations
Echoes of the [Am]ages in ce[G]tacean harmo[Am]ny
[VERSE]
But [C]me, I [G/B]had to [Am]answer,[G] I [F]sang, I [Em]talked, I [Dm]whistled
Even played the mouth-[Am]harp through the micro[G]phone
[Em]They returned the [Am]favour[G] with [F]chirps and [Em]clicks and [Dm]whistles
Songs of cele[Am]bration not so [G]different from our [Am]own [Dm7] [Am]
[VERSE]
And when the watch was over, [Dm]out onto the bridge wing
You can see those sounding [Am]singers as they breach and sport and [G]play [Am]
Just a pod of humpbacks, [Dm]farewell flukes a-waving
But a memory worth [Am]saving as we travelled on our [Em]way[E7]
For we'd had a conver[Am]sation with Le[G]viathan that [Am]day
[VERSE]
Ocean Station Bravo, [Dm]North Atlantic Ocean
Somewhere south of [Am]Greenland, somewhere far from [D]home [Am]
Nothing on the radar, [Dm]nothing on the sonar
Hove to and [Am]drifting
[Am]
[VERSE]
Ocean Station Bravo, [Dm]North Atlantic Ocean
Somewhere south of [Am]Greenland, somewhere far from [D]home [Am]
Nothing on the radar, [Dm]nothing on the sonar
Hove to and [Am]drifting on this [D]ocean all a[Am]lone
[VERSE]
She was the CGC Sebago, [Dm]Ocean Station Vessel
High Endurance [Am]Cutter, Number 4[D]2 [Am]
Studying the weather, [Dm]aids to navigation
Plotting ships and [Am]aircraft as [D]they come sailing [Am]through
[VERSE]
Just a speck upon the ocean, [Dm]centre of a circle
Nothing but ho[Am]rizon, wind and sea and [D]sky
[Am]This whole world in motion, [Dm]blowing from the Northwest
Not a hint of [Am]sunshine, just the [D]grey waves rolling [Am]by
[VERSE]
Lookout calls the bridge-watch: "[Dm]Objects in the water
Moving Surface [Am]Contact, off the starboard [D]bow" [Am]
Plot 'em on the radar, [Dm]fire up the sonar
Listen for the [Am]echoes, Oh, [G]can't you hear them [Am]now?
[VERSE]
And there's echoes in the headphones, [Dm]whale-sound from the speakers
Filling all the [Am]spaces inside C.I.[G]C.
[Am]Songs of love and travel, [Dm]songs of generations
Echoes of the [Am]ages in ce[G]tacean harmo[Am]ny
[VERSE]
But [C]me, I [G/B]had to [Am]answer,[G] I [F]sang, I [Em]talked, I [Dm]whistled
Even played the mouth-[Am]harp through the micro[G]phone
[Em]They returned the [Am]favour[G] with [F]chirps and [Em]clicks and [Dm]whistles
Songs of cele[Am]bration not so [G]different from our [Am]own [Dm7] [Am]
[VERSE]
And when the watch was over, [Dm]out onto the bridge wing
You can see those sounding [Am]singers as they breach and sport and [G]play [Am]
Just a pod of humpbacks, [Dm]farewell flukes a-waving
But a memory worth [Am]saving as we travelled on our [Em]way[E7]
For we'd had a conver[Am]sation with Le[G]viathan that [Am]day
[VERSE]
Ocean Station Bravo, [Dm]North Atlantic Ocean
Somewhere south of [Am]Greenland, somewhere far from [D]home [Am]
Nothing on the radar, [Dm]nothing on the sonar
Hove to and [Am]drifting
Used chords
More of Gordon Bok