Chords for The McCalmans- No- One left but me
Tempo:
131.9 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
D
A
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Am] [F]
[D] [B]
[A] [G] For generations [Bm] past, there's [C] been fishing in our [G] blood, since [C] the days of [A] the drifters and [G] the [D] sails.
[G] They sailed from out [B] of Bucky, and they [C] sailed from [G] Peterhead, [C] to catch the herring [A] and to fight [G] the [D] gales.
[G] Miss Zulu was [Bm] a bonnie boat, [C] she carried nets [G] or line, [C] hard working, [A] but trim and fair [G] of heart.
[D]
[G] Before the steam [Bm] and diesel broke the [C] peace and filled [G] the air, [C] she'd fly [Am] like an eagle on [D] the star.
Now [C] there's no one [D] left but me, [G] going fishing on [C] the sea, and [G] it won't be very [C] long till I [D] am [C] gone.
[A]
[Am] [C] [F]
[D]
[G] There was [Bm] a time when you could [C] walk for half [G] a mile, [C] on the decks in [Am] the harbour down [G] below.
[D] The
[G] boat they called [B] the Handsome was [C] my granddad's pride [G] and joy, [C] and his time was [A] the best we'll ever [G] know.
[D]
[G] When war was on [Bm] the sea, the Handsome [C] sailed to Scapa [G] Flow, [C] he commandeered [Am] the boat and all [G] the men.
[D]
[G] No more she'd [Bm] carry herring, she [C] was moving shells [G] and guns, [C] and grime died [G] never [Am] on the boat [D] again.
[G] [D]
[Am] Now there's [C] no one [D] left but me, [G] going fishing [C] on the sea, [A] and [G] it won't be very [C] long till I [D] am [C] gone.
[A]
[Am] [C] [F]
[D]
[G] I only ever [Bm] thought that I would [C] join my [G] father's crew, [C] I was proud to be [A] the next son [G] to go.
[D]
[G] Fishing in my [Bm] blood, it [C] was never in [G] my heart, [C] now fishing [A] is the only thing [G] I know.
[D]
[G] And now they're catching [Bm] fish, with [C] a purse that's miles [G] wide, [C] they've got machines [A] to suck them from [G] the sea.
[D]
[G] For once they've caught [Bm] their ain't fish, they [C] go right on [G] catching mine, [C] and very [B] soon [Am] they'll put an end [D] to me.
[G] [A]
[C] Now there's no one [D] left but me, [G] going fishing [C] on the sea, [A] and [G] it won't be very [C] long till I [D] am [A] gone.
[Am] Now there's no [Em] one [D] left but me, [G] going fishing [C] on the sea, [A] and [G] it won't be very [C] long till [D] I am [C] gone.
[A] [Am] [C] [F]
[D]
[Am] [C] [F]
[Am] [D] [Bm] [D]
[D] [B]
[A] [G] For generations [Bm] past, there's [C] been fishing in our [G] blood, since [C] the days of [A] the drifters and [G] the [D] sails.
[G] They sailed from out [B] of Bucky, and they [C] sailed from [G] Peterhead, [C] to catch the herring [A] and to fight [G] the [D] gales.
[G] Miss Zulu was [Bm] a bonnie boat, [C] she carried nets [G] or line, [C] hard working, [A] but trim and fair [G] of heart.
[D]
[G] Before the steam [Bm] and diesel broke the [C] peace and filled [G] the air, [C] she'd fly [Am] like an eagle on [D] the star.
Now [C] there's no one [D] left but me, [G] going fishing on [C] the sea, and [G] it won't be very [C] long till I [D] am [C] gone.
[A]
[Am] [C] [F]
[D]
[G] There was [Bm] a time when you could [C] walk for half [G] a mile, [C] on the decks in [Am] the harbour down [G] below.
[D] The
[G] boat they called [B] the Handsome was [C] my granddad's pride [G] and joy, [C] and his time was [A] the best we'll ever [G] know.
[D]
[G] When war was on [Bm] the sea, the Handsome [C] sailed to Scapa [G] Flow, [C] he commandeered [Am] the boat and all [G] the men.
[D]
[G] No more she'd [Bm] carry herring, she [C] was moving shells [G] and guns, [C] and grime died [G] never [Am] on the boat [D] again.
[G] [D]
[Am] Now there's [C] no one [D] left but me, [G] going fishing [C] on the sea, [A] and [G] it won't be very [C] long till I [D] am [C] gone.
[A]
[Am] [C] [F]
[D]
[G] I only ever [Bm] thought that I would [C] join my [G] father's crew, [C] I was proud to be [A] the next son [G] to go.
[D]
[G] Fishing in my [Bm] blood, it [C] was never in [G] my heart, [C] now fishing [A] is the only thing [G] I know.
[D]
[G] And now they're catching [Bm] fish, with [C] a purse that's miles [G] wide, [C] they've got machines [A] to suck them from [G] the sea.
[D]
[G] For once they've caught [Bm] their ain't fish, they [C] go right on [G] catching mine, [C] and very [B] soon [Am] they'll put an end [D] to me.
[G] [A]
[C] Now there's no one [D] left but me, [G] going fishing [C] on the sea, [A] and [G] it won't be very [C] long till I [D] am [A] gone.
[Am] Now there's no [Em] one [D] left but me, [G] going fishing [C] on the sea, [A] and [G] it won't be very [C] long till [D] I am [C] gone.
[A] [Am] [C] [F]
[D]
[Am] [C] [F]
[Am] [D] [Bm] [D]
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[Am] _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
[A] _ [G] _ _ For generations [Bm] past, there's [C] been fishing in our [G] blood, since [C] the days of [A] the drifters and [G] the _ _ _ [D] sails. _
[G] They sailed from out [B] of Bucky, and they [C] sailed from _ [G] Peterhead, _ [C] to catch the herring [A] and to fight [G] the _ _ _ [D] gales. _
[G] Miss Zulu was [Bm] a bonnie boat, [C] she carried nets [G] or line, [C] hard working, _ [A] but trim and fair [G] of heart.
_ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] Before the steam [Bm] and diesel broke the [C] peace and filled [G] the air, [C] she'd fly [Am] like an eagle on [D] the star. _ _ _ _
Now [C] there's no one [D] left but _ me, [G] going fishing on [C] the sea, and [G] it won't be very [C] long till I [D] am [C] gone.
_ [A] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ There was [Bm] a time when you could [C] walk for half [G] a mile, [C] on the decks in [Am] the harbour down [G] below.
_ [D] The _ _
_ [G] boat they called [B] the Handsome was [C] my granddad's pride [G] and joy, _ [C] and his time was [A] the best we'll ever [G] know.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] When war was on [Bm] the sea, the Handsome [C] sailed to Scapa [G] Flow, _ [C] he _ commandeered [Am] the boat and all [G] the men.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] No more she'd [Bm] carry herring, she [C] was moving shells [G] and guns, [C] and grime died [G] never [Am] on the boat [D] again.
_ [G] _ [D] _ _ _
[Am] Now there's [C] no one [D] left but me, [G] going fishing _ [C] on the sea, [A] and [G] it won't be very [C] long till I [D] am [C] gone.
_ [A] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] I only ever [Bm] thought that I would [C] join my [G] father's crew, _ [C] I was proud to be [A] the next son [G] to go.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ Fishing in my [Bm] blood, it [C] was never in [G] my heart, [C] now fishing _ [A] is the only thing [G] I know.
_ [D] _ _ _
[G] And now they're catching [Bm] fish, with [C] a purse that's miles [G] _ wide, [C] they've got machines [A] to suck them from [G] the sea.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] For once they've caught [Bm] their ain't fish, they [C] go right on [G] catching mine, [C] and very [B] soon [Am] they'll put an end [D] to me.
_ [G] _ _ [A] _ _
[C] Now there's no one [D] left but me, [G] going fishing [C] on the sea, [A] and [G] it won't be very [C] long till I [D] am [A] gone. _ _ _ _
[Am] Now there's no [Em] one [D] left but me, [G] going fishing [C] on the sea, [A] and [G] it won't be very [C] long till [D] I am [C] gone.
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ _
[Am] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
[A] _ [G] _ _ For generations [Bm] past, there's [C] been fishing in our [G] blood, since [C] the days of [A] the drifters and [G] the _ _ _ [D] sails. _
[G] They sailed from out [B] of Bucky, and they [C] sailed from _ [G] Peterhead, _ [C] to catch the herring [A] and to fight [G] the _ _ _ [D] gales. _
[G] Miss Zulu was [Bm] a bonnie boat, [C] she carried nets [G] or line, [C] hard working, _ [A] but trim and fair [G] of heart.
_ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] Before the steam [Bm] and diesel broke the [C] peace and filled [G] the air, [C] she'd fly [Am] like an eagle on [D] the star. _ _ _ _
Now [C] there's no one [D] left but _ me, [G] going fishing on [C] the sea, and [G] it won't be very [C] long till I [D] am [C] gone.
_ [A] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ There was [Bm] a time when you could [C] walk for half [G] a mile, [C] on the decks in [Am] the harbour down [G] below.
_ [D] The _ _
_ [G] boat they called [B] the Handsome was [C] my granddad's pride [G] and joy, _ [C] and his time was [A] the best we'll ever [G] know.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] When war was on [Bm] the sea, the Handsome [C] sailed to Scapa [G] Flow, _ [C] he _ commandeered [Am] the boat and all [G] the men.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] No more she'd [Bm] carry herring, she [C] was moving shells [G] and guns, [C] and grime died [G] never [Am] on the boat [D] again.
_ [G] _ [D] _ _ _
[Am] Now there's [C] no one [D] left but me, [G] going fishing _ [C] on the sea, [A] and [G] it won't be very [C] long till I [D] am [C] gone.
_ [A] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] I only ever [Bm] thought that I would [C] join my [G] father's crew, _ [C] I was proud to be [A] the next son [G] to go.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
_ [G] _ Fishing in my [Bm] blood, it [C] was never in [G] my heart, [C] now fishing _ [A] is the only thing [G] I know.
_ [D] _ _ _
[G] And now they're catching [Bm] fish, with [C] a purse that's miles [G] _ wide, [C] they've got machines [A] to suck them from [G] the sea.
_ _ [D] _ _ _
[G] For once they've caught [Bm] their ain't fish, they [C] go right on [G] catching mine, [C] and very [B] soon [Am] they'll put an end [D] to me.
_ [G] _ _ [A] _ _
[C] Now there's no one [D] left but me, [G] going fishing [C] on the sea, [A] and [G] it won't be very [C] long till I [D] am [A] gone. _ _ _ _
[Am] Now there's no [Em] one [D] left but me, [G] going fishing [C] on the sea, [A] and [G] it won't be very [C] long till [D] I am [C] gone.
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