Lock-keeper
Stan Rogers
Accordage EADGBE ou DADGBE (Drop D optionnel, avec Capo inversé pour faire le Drop D) You say_ "Well-met again_ Lock-keeper_ We're la_-den even dee__-per_ than_ the time before_ Oriental oils_ and tea__ brought down_ from_ Singapore"__ As we wait for_ my lock_ to cycle_ I say_ "My_ wife__ has_ just given__ me__ a son"__ "A son!"_ you cry_ "Is that all__ tha-a-at_ you've_ done?"__ She wears__ bougainvillea_ blossoms_ You pluck 'em__ from_ her hair__ and_ toss 'em in__ the tide_ Sweep her in your arms__ and carry her_ in__-side_ Her sighs_ catch on your shoulder_ Her moon_-lit eyes_ grow bold__ and wi_-ser through_ her tears_ And I say_ "How_ could you stand__ to leave_ her_ for a year?"_ "Then come_ with me"__ you say__ "to where the Southern_ Cross Rides hi-igh_ upon yo-our__ shou-oul-__der"___ "Come with me!"__ you cry__ "Each day-ay_ you tend_ this_ lock_ you're__ one day_ o-__o-ol_-der__ While_ your_ blood__ grows__ col___-der"____ But that anchor chain's_ a fetter_ And with it__ you are tethered__ to__ the foam____ And I_ wouldn't_ trade_ your__ life_ for one ho-our_ of home____ Sure_ I'm stuck here_ on the Seaway_ While you_ com_-pensate for lee_-way_ through_ the Trades_ And you shoot the stars__ to see_ the miles_ you-ou've__ made__ And you laugh at_ hearts__ you've riven_ But which of_ these_ has_ given_ us_ more love_ o-or life_ You_ your_ tropic maids__ or me____ my wife__ "Then come_ with me"__ you say__ "to where the Southern_ Cross Rides hi-igh_ upon yo-our__ shou-oul-__der"___ "Come with me!"__ you cry__ "Each day-ay_ you tend_ this_ lock_ you're__ one day_ o-__o-ol_-der__ While_ your_ blood__ grows__ col___-der"____ But that anchor chain's_ a fetter_ And with it__ you are tethered__ to__ the foam____ And I_ wouldn't_ trade_ your__ life_ for one ho-our_ of home____ But that anchor chain's_ a fetter_ And with it__ you are tethered__ to__ the foam____ And I_ wouldn't_ trade_ your__ whole-life_ for one ho-our_ of home____