Chords for Stan Rogers sings "Make and Break Harbour" in One Warm Line documentary
Tempo:
118.15 bpm
Chords used:
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[N] My mother [B] was born and brought up about 16 miles down [Ab] the road there in Kanso.
All my [E] life, you know, I've been coming here and when I wasn't [Db] here, I was hearing [Ab] stories about it, you know.
My grandmother [Em] still lives up there and my Aunt [Eb] June and Uncle Sam.
[D] And any little, anything that [F] happens here, you know, back, there I am sitting back there in Ontario.
[E] When I hear that, it affects me, [F] you know.
When I hear about some fellow who's lost a boat or,
[Gm] you know, [D] somebody who drowned or, you know, some ship polluting the coast or something.
[Am] That affects me very deeply because I [B] feel more at home here than I do in [Eb] Ontario.
You know, even though I was raised [Em] in Ontario and born there, you know, my [Am] family ties, my [G] cultural roots, everything is tied up with this Chedibachta [D] shore.
How still lies the bay [G] in the light western [A] [Em] airs which blow from the crimson [A] horizon.
[D] Once more we tack home [G] with a dry, empty [A] hole, [E]
saving gas [G] with the breezes [A] so fair.
[D] She's a kindly Cape [Bm] [G] Islander, old but still sound, [Em] but so lost [G] in the long [A] liner's shadow.
[D] Make and break and make do, [G] but the fish are so few that [A] she won't be [G] replaced should [D] she found her.
It's so hard to not think of [G] before the [A] big war when [Em] the cod went [G] so cheap but so [A]
plenty.
Foreign [D]
trawlers go by [G] now with long [A]-seeing eyes, taking all [G] where we seldom [A] take any.
[D] And the young folk don't stay [G] with the fishermen's [A] ways.
[Em] Long ago they [G] all moved to [A] the cities.
And [D] the ones left behind, [G] old and tired and [Bm] blind, [A] can't work for [G] a pound [D] or a penny.
[G] In make and break harbour [D] the boats are so few, [B] too many are [A] pulled [G] up and rotten.
[A] [D] Most houses stand empty, old nets hung [G] to dry, [A] are blown away, [G] lost [D] and forgotten.
[Bm] [D]
[G] [A]
[G] [D]
Now I can see the big draggers [G] have stirred up the [A] bay, [Em] leaving lobster traps smashed on [A] the bottom.
[D] Can they think it don't pay to [G] respect the [A] old ways [Em] that make and [G] break men have not [A] forgotten?
For we [D] still keep our [Bm] time to [G] the turn of the tide, [Em] and this boat that [G] I built with my [A]
father
[D] still lifts to the sky the [G] one longer and I [A] still talk like [G] old friends [D] on the water.
[G] In make and break [Dbm] harbour the [D] boats are so few, [B] too many [A] are pulled [G] up and rotten.
[A] [D] Most houses stand empty, old nets hung [G] to dry, are blown [A]
away, [G] lost and [D] forgotten.
[Bm] [D]
[G] [A]
All my [E] life, you know, I've been coming here and when I wasn't [Db] here, I was hearing [Ab] stories about it, you know.
My grandmother [Em] still lives up there and my Aunt [Eb] June and Uncle Sam.
[D] And any little, anything that [F] happens here, you know, back, there I am sitting back there in Ontario.
[E] When I hear that, it affects me, [F] you know.
When I hear about some fellow who's lost a boat or,
[Gm] you know, [D] somebody who drowned or, you know, some ship polluting the coast or something.
[Am] That affects me very deeply because I [B] feel more at home here than I do in [Eb] Ontario.
You know, even though I was raised [Em] in Ontario and born there, you know, my [Am] family ties, my [G] cultural roots, everything is tied up with this Chedibachta [D] shore.
How still lies the bay [G] in the light western [A] [Em] airs which blow from the crimson [A] horizon.
[D] Once more we tack home [G] with a dry, empty [A] hole, [E]
saving gas [G] with the breezes [A] so fair.
[D] She's a kindly Cape [Bm] [G] Islander, old but still sound, [Em] but so lost [G] in the long [A] liner's shadow.
[D] Make and break and make do, [G] but the fish are so few that [A] she won't be [G] replaced should [D] she found her.
It's so hard to not think of [G] before the [A] big war when [Em] the cod went [G] so cheap but so [A]
plenty.
Foreign [D]
trawlers go by [G] now with long [A]-seeing eyes, taking all [G] where we seldom [A] take any.
[D] And the young folk don't stay [G] with the fishermen's [A] ways.
[Em] Long ago they [G] all moved to [A] the cities.
And [D] the ones left behind, [G] old and tired and [Bm] blind, [A] can't work for [G] a pound [D] or a penny.
[G] In make and break harbour [D] the boats are so few, [B] too many are [A] pulled [G] up and rotten.
[A] [D] Most houses stand empty, old nets hung [G] to dry, [A] are blown away, [G] lost [D] and forgotten.
[Bm] [D]
[G] [A]
[G] [D]
Now I can see the big draggers [G] have stirred up the [A] bay, [Em] leaving lobster traps smashed on [A] the bottom.
[D] Can they think it don't pay to [G] respect the [A] old ways [Em] that make and [G] break men have not [A] forgotten?
For we [D] still keep our [Bm] time to [G] the turn of the tide, [Em] and this boat that [G] I built with my [A]
father
[D] still lifts to the sky the [G] one longer and I [A] still talk like [G] old friends [D] on the water.
[G] In make and break [Dbm] harbour the [D] boats are so few, [B] too many [A] are pulled [G] up and rotten.
[A] [D] Most houses stand empty, old nets hung [G] to dry, are blown [A]
away, [G] lost and [D] forgotten.
[Bm] [D]
[G] [A]
Key:
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A
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Em
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[N] _ _ My mother [B] was born and brought up about 16 miles down [Ab] the road there in Kanso.
All my [E] life, you know, I've been coming here and when I wasn't [Db] here, I was hearing [Ab] stories about it, you know.
My grandmother [Em] still lives up there and my Aunt [Eb] June and Uncle Sam.
[D] And any little, anything that [F] happens here, you know, back, there I am sitting back there in Ontario.
[E] When I hear that, it affects me, [F] you know.
When I hear about some fellow who's lost a boat or, _ _
[Gm] you know, [D] somebody who drowned or, you know, some ship polluting the coast or something.
[Am] That affects me very deeply because I [B] feel more at home here than I do in [Eb] Ontario.
You know, even though I was raised [Em] in Ontario and born there, you know, my [Am] family ties, my [G] cultural roots, everything is tied up with this Chedibachta [D] shore. _ _ _ _
How still lies the bay [G] in the light western [A] _ [Em] airs which blow from the crimson [A] horizon. _ _ _
[D] Once more we tack home [G] with a dry, empty [A] hole, [E]
saving gas [G] with the breezes [A] so fair.
_ _ _ [D] She's a kindly Cape [Bm] _ [G] Islander, old but still sound, [Em] but so lost [G] in the long [A] liner's shadow.
_ _ [D] Make and break and make do, _ [G] but the fish are so few that [A] she won't be [G] replaced should [D] she found her.
_ _ It's _ _ _ _ _ so hard to not think of [G] before the [A] big war when [Em] the cod went [G] so cheap but so [A]
plenty.
_ _ Foreign [D]
trawlers go by [G] now with long [A]-seeing eyes, taking all [G] where we seldom [A] take any.
_ _ _ [D] And the young folk don't stay [G] with the fishermen's [A] ways.
[Em] Long ago they [G] all moved to [A] the cities.
_ And [D] the ones left behind, [G] old and tired and [Bm] blind, [A] can't work for [G] a pound [D] or a penny.
_ _ _ [G] In make and break harbour [D] the boats are so few, [B] too many are [A] pulled [G] up and rotten.
_ [A] _ _ [D] Most houses stand empty, old nets hung [G] to dry, [A] are blown away, [G] lost [D] and forgotten.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ Now I can see the big draggers [G] have stirred up the [A] bay, _ [Em] leaving lobster traps smashed on [A] the bottom.
_ _ [D] Can they think it don't pay to [G] respect the [A] old ways [Em] that make and [G] break men have not [A] forgotten?
_ For we [D] still keep our [Bm] time to [G] the turn of the tide, [Em] and this boat that [G] I built with my [A] _
father
_ [D] still lifts to the sky the [G] one longer and I _ [A] still talk like [G] old friends [D] on the water.
_ _ [G] In make and break [Dbm] harbour the [D] boats are so few, [B] too many [A] are pulled [G] up and rotten.
_ [A] _ _ [D] Most houses stand empty, old nets hung [G] to dry, are blown [A]
away, [G] lost and [D] forgotten.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
All my [E] life, you know, I've been coming here and when I wasn't [Db] here, I was hearing [Ab] stories about it, you know.
My grandmother [Em] still lives up there and my Aunt [Eb] June and Uncle Sam.
[D] And any little, anything that [F] happens here, you know, back, there I am sitting back there in Ontario.
[E] When I hear that, it affects me, [F] you know.
When I hear about some fellow who's lost a boat or, _ _
[Gm] you know, [D] somebody who drowned or, you know, some ship polluting the coast or something.
[Am] That affects me very deeply because I [B] feel more at home here than I do in [Eb] Ontario.
You know, even though I was raised [Em] in Ontario and born there, you know, my [Am] family ties, my [G] cultural roots, everything is tied up with this Chedibachta [D] shore. _ _ _ _
How still lies the bay [G] in the light western [A] _ [Em] airs which blow from the crimson [A] horizon. _ _ _
[D] Once more we tack home [G] with a dry, empty [A] hole, [E]
saving gas [G] with the breezes [A] so fair.
_ _ _ [D] She's a kindly Cape [Bm] _ [G] Islander, old but still sound, [Em] but so lost [G] in the long [A] liner's shadow.
_ _ [D] Make and break and make do, _ [G] but the fish are so few that [A] she won't be [G] replaced should [D] she found her.
_ _ It's _ _ _ _ _ so hard to not think of [G] before the [A] big war when [Em] the cod went [G] so cheap but so [A]
plenty.
_ _ Foreign [D]
trawlers go by [G] now with long [A]-seeing eyes, taking all [G] where we seldom [A] take any.
_ _ _ [D] And the young folk don't stay [G] with the fishermen's [A] ways.
[Em] Long ago they [G] all moved to [A] the cities.
_ And [D] the ones left behind, [G] old and tired and [Bm] blind, [A] can't work for [G] a pound [D] or a penny.
_ _ _ [G] In make and break harbour [D] the boats are so few, [B] too many are [A] pulled [G] up and rotten.
_ [A] _ _ [D] Most houses stand empty, old nets hung [G] to dry, [A] are blown away, [G] lost [D] and forgotten.
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ Now I can see the big draggers [G] have stirred up the [A] bay, _ [Em] leaving lobster traps smashed on [A] the bottom.
_ _ [D] Can they think it don't pay to [G] respect the [A] old ways [Em] that make and [G] break men have not [A] forgotten?
_ For we [D] still keep our [Bm] time to [G] the turn of the tide, [Em] and this boat that [G] I built with my [A] _
father
_ [D] still lifts to the sky the [G] one longer and I _ [A] still talk like [G] old friends [D] on the water.
_ _ [G] In make and break [Dbm] harbour the [D] boats are so few, [B] too many [A] are pulled [G] up and rotten.
_ [A] _ _ [D] Most houses stand empty, old nets hung [G] to dry, are blown [A]
away, [G] lost and [D] forgotten.
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_ [Bm] _ _ _ [D] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _
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