Mary Ellen Carter, The (version celtique)

G    050200 G/F# 040200 C/G  020000 C    520000 D    x02002 Am   222000 She went down last October in a pou_-ring driving rain_ The skipper_ he'd_ been drinking and_ the Mate_ he felt no pain_ Too close_ to Three Mile_ Rock_ and she was dealt her mortal blow_ And the Mary Ellen Carter settled low__ There were just us five aboard her_ when she finally was awash_ We'd worked like hell_ to save her_ all_ heedless of the cost_ And the groan_ she gave as she went down_ it caused us to proclaim_ That the Mary Ellen Carter would rise__ again___ Well_ the owners wrote her off_ not a nickel_ would they spend_ "She gave twenty years_ of service_ boys_ then met her sorry end_ But insurance paid the loss to us_ so let her_ rest below"_ Then they laughed at us_ and_ said we had_ to go__ But we talked of her all winter_ some days_ around the clock_ She's worth a quarter million_ afloat and at the dock_ And with every jar that hit the bar_ we swore we would remain_ And make the Mary Ellen Carter rise__ again__ Rise__ again__ rise__ aga-ain__        that her_ name_ not be lost_ To the know_-ledge of men_ Oh_those_ who loved her best_ and were with her_ 'til_ the end_ Will make the Mary Ellen Carter rise__ again___ All spring_ now_ we've been with her on a barge lent by a friend_ Three dives_ a day in hard hat suit and twice I've had the bends_ Thank God_ it's only sixty feet and_ the currents here are slow_ Or I'd never_ have the strength_ to go_ below__ But we've patched her rents_ stopped her vents_ dogged hatch and porthole_ down_ Put cables to her_ 'fore and aft_ and girded her around_ Tomorrow_ noon_ we hit the air_ and then take up the strain_ And make the Mary Ellen Carter rise__ again__ Rise__ again__ rise__ aga-ain__        that her_ name_ not be lost_ To the know_-ledge of men_ Oh_those_ who loved her best_ and were with her_ 'til_ the end_ Will make the Mary Ellen Carter rise__ again___ For we couldn't leave_ her there_ you see_ to crumble into scale_ She'd saved our lives_ so many times_ living_ through the gale_ And the laughing_ drunken rats who left her to a sorry_ grave_ They won't be laughing_ in_ another_ day__ And you_ to whom adversity_ has dealt the final blow_ With smiling bastards lying to you everywhere_ you go_ Turn to_ and put out all your strength of arm and heart and brain_ And like the Mary Ellen Carter rise__ again__ Rise__ again__ rise__ aga-ain__        though your heart_ it be bro_-ken_     And life about_ to end_ No_ matter_ what you've lost_ be it a_ home_ a love_ a friend_ But the Mary Ellen Carter rise__ again___