Banks Of Newfoundland Great Big Sea
Tekst piosenki i chwyty na gitarę
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[1] Chwyty na gitarę
use a capo on the fifth fret
Chorus:
We had Jack Lynch from Ballynahinch,Mike Murphy and some more
an' I tell you b’ys, well they suffered like hell
on their way to Baltimore
They pawned their gear in Liverpool
and they sailed as they did stand
But there blow some cold nor'westers
on the banks of Newfoundland
Chorus
Now the mate he did stand on the foc'sle head
and loudly he did roar
"Come rattle her in me lucky lads,
You're bound for America's shore.
Come wipe the blood off the dead man's face
And haul or you'll be damned!"
For there blow some cold nor'westers
on the banks of Newfoundland
Chorus...Am
So now we're off the hook me boys,
and the land is white with snow
and soon we'll see the pay table
and we'll spend the night below
And on the docks, come down in flocks,
why,those pretty girls will say
"It's snugger with me then out on the sea,
on the banks of Newfoundland!"
Chorus
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CWe'll scrape her and awe'll scrub herC,With holy stoneG and sandaFor there blow some cold nor'westGers on the banaks of NewfoundlandWe had Jack Lynch from Ballynahinch,Mike Murphy and some more
an' I tell you b’ys, well they suffered like hell
on their way to Baltimore
They pawned their gear in Liverpool
and they sailed as they did stand
But there blow some cold nor'westers
on the banks of Newfoundland
Chorus
Now the mate he did stand on the foc'sle head
and loudly he did roar
"Come rattle her in me lucky lads,
You're bound for America's shore.
Come wipe the blood off the dead man's face
And haul or you'll be damned!"
For there blow some cold nor'westers
on the banks of Newfoundland
Chorus...Am
So now we're off the hook me boys,
and the land is white with snow
and soon we'll see the pay table
and we'll spend the night below
And on the docks, come down in flocks,
why,those pretty girls will say
"It's snugger with me then out on the sea,
on the banks of Newfoundland!"
Chorus

