Sailor's Rest

Stan Rogers

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Accords : D7 : xx0212 G7 : 353433 It's acrimony down in the card-room_ with winning hands_ thrown on the baize__ For-gotten cards_ wait on the end_ of debate_ on the good old___ days__ Captains and mates gettin' tes-ty_ with memories__ not of the best__ And tempers are flyin'_ down at the Sai__-lor's_ Rest__ Blue eyes__ in wrinkled_ Morocco__ still search the hori_-zon_ for squalls__ And Zeroes_ in the sky_ and the watchkeeper's eye_ and_ the_ pawn__-shop__ balls__ The spice in the wind_ off_ of Java__ and the bars_ in Papeete_ were best__ But the deck is too_ steady_ down at the Sai__-lor's_ Rest__ And_ oh___ how they_ talked of the day_ they'd_ ar-rived__ When after the years_ all_ the storms_ and the tears_ still_ ve_-ry_ much_ a-live__ And_ oh___ how their lives__ were spilled_ out_ on the floor__ From the bat_-tered old_ seabags_ the journals and logs_ And the keep_-sakes_ locked_ in_ the chests_ That were stowed in the attic_ down at the Sai__lor's_ Rest__ No_ rail_ on the messroom table_ and you're dead if you spit on the floor_ No grog allowed_ no_ singin' too loud_ and no locks on__ the doors_ But there's always a fire in_ the card room__ and the tucker is_ al_-ways the best_ And they'll end it together_ down at the Sai__-lor's_ Rest__ And_ oh___ how they_ talked of the day_ they'd_ ar-rived__ When after the years_ all_ the storms_ and the tears_ still_ ve_-ry_ much_ a-live__ And_ oh___ how their lives__ were spilled_ out_ on the floor__ From the bat_-tered old_ seabags_ the journals and logs_ And the keep_-sakes_ locked_ in_ the chests_ That were stowed in the attic_ down at the Sai__lor's_ Rest__ So_ it's acrimony down in the card-room_ with winning hands_ thrown on the baize "Hummm" For-gotten cards wait_ on the end of_ debate_ on the good old__ days__ Captains and mates_ gettin' tes-ty_ with memories_ not of the best_ But they'll end it together_ down at the Sai__-lor's_ Rest__ [ralentissement] It's acrimony down in the card-room

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La chanson évoque la nostalgie et les souvenirs agités d'un groupe de marins dans un endroit appelé "Sailor's Rest". Le ton devient amer lorsque les protagonistes discutent des temps passés, des tempêtes qu'ils ont traversées et des moments de camaraderie, mais aussi des regrets qui les hantent. La vie quotidienne au sein de cet établissement est décrite avec un mélange de rigueur et de chaleur, où les règles sont strictes, mais où la camaraderie et le réconfort se mêlent aux récits des voyages passés. On se retrouve dans une ambiance de mélancolie, où des hommes se remémorent les jours de gloire tout en souffrant de leurs souvenirs. La chanson offre un regard intime sur cette communauté de marins, avec leurs joies et leurs peines, alors qu'ils se rassemblent autour d'une table, partageant souvenirs et récits, dans une sorte de refuge où le passé continue de vivre à travers leurs paroles.

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