The Beaches Of Lukannon Chords & Lyrics - Gordon Bok
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[INTRO]
[G] [C] [G]
[VERSE]
I met my mates in the morning, and [C]oh, but I am [G]old!
Where roaring on the ledges, the [C]summer ground-swell [G]rolled
I [C]heard them lift the [G]chorus that [C]drowned the breakers' [D]song
The [G]Beaches of Lukannon, two [C]million [D]voices [G]strong [Gm]
[VERSE]
The song of pleasant [Dsus2]stations, be[Gm]side the salt lagoons
The song of blowing [Dsus2]squadrons, that shuffled down the [Gm]dunes
The song of midnight [Dsus2]dances, that [Eb]churned the swell to [D7]flame
The [G]Beaches of Lukannon, be[C]fore the [D]sealers [G]came!
[VERSE]
I met my mates in the morning, I'll [C]never meet them [G]more!
They came and went in legions that [C]darkened all the [G]shore
And [C]o'er the foam-flecked [G]offing as [C]far as voice could [D]reach
We [G]hailed the landing-parties and [C]sang them [D]up the [G]beach [Gm]
[VERSE]
The Beaches of Lu[Dsus2]kannon, the winter-wheat so [Gm]tall
The dripping crinkled [Dsus2]lichens, and the sea-fog drenching [Gm]all!
The platforms of our [Dsus2]playground, all [Eb]shining smooth and [D7]worn!
The [G]beaches of Lukannon, the [C]home where [D]we were [G]born! [C] [G]
[VERSE]
I met my mates in the morning, a [C]broken, scattered [G]band
Men shoot us in the water, they [C]club us on the [G]land
Men [C]drive us to the [G]Salt House like [C]silly sheep and [D]tame
And [G]still we sing Lukannon, be[C]fore the [D]sealers [G]came [Gm]
[VERSE]
Wheel down, wheel down to [Dsus2]South'ard, [Gm]go Gooverooska, go!
And tell the Deep Sea [Dsus2]Viceroys the story of our [Gm]woe
Ere, empty as the [Dsus2]sharks-egg the [Eb]tempest flings a[D7]shore
The [G]Beaches of Lukannon will [C]know their [D]sons no [G]more! [C] [G]
[G] [C] [G]
[VERSE]
I met my mates in the morning, and [C]oh, but I am [G]old!
Where roaring on the ledges, the [C]summer ground-swell [G]rolled
I [C]heard them lift the [G]chorus that [C]drowned the breakers' [D]song
The [G]Beaches of Lukannon, two [C]million [D]voices [G]strong [Gm]
[VERSE]
The song of pleasant [Dsus2]stations, be[Gm]side the salt lagoons
The song of blowing [Dsus2]squadrons, that shuffled down the [Gm]dunes
The song of midnight [Dsus2]dances, that [Eb]churned the swell to [D7]flame
The [G]Beaches of Lukannon, be[C]fore the [D]sealers [G]came!
[VERSE]
I met my mates in the morning, I'll [C]never meet them [G]more!
They came and went in legions that [C]darkened all the [G]shore
And [C]o'er the foam-flecked [G]offing as [C]far as voice could [D]reach
We [G]hailed the landing-parties and [C]sang them [D]up the [G]beach [Gm]
[VERSE]
The Beaches of Lu[Dsus2]kannon, the winter-wheat so [Gm]tall
The dripping crinkled [Dsus2]lichens, and the sea-fog drenching [Gm]all!
The platforms of our [Dsus2]playground, all [Eb]shining smooth and [D7]worn!
The [G]beaches of Lukannon, the [C]home where [D]we were [G]born! [C] [G]
[VERSE]
I met my mates in the morning, a [C]broken, scattered [G]band
Men shoot us in the water, they [C]club us on the [G]land
Men [C]drive us to the [G]Salt House like [C]silly sheep and [D]tame
And [G]still we sing Lukannon, be[C]fore the [D]sealers [G]came [Gm]
[VERSE]
Wheel down, wheel down to [Dsus2]South'ard, [Gm]go Gooverooska, go!
And tell the Deep Sea [Dsus2]Viceroys the story of our [Gm]woe
Ere, empty as the [Dsus2]sharks-egg the [Eb]tempest flings a[D7]shore
The [G]Beaches of Lukannon will [C]know their [D]sons no [G]more! [C] [G]
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