Chords for Christmas at Sea | The Longest Johns
Tempo:
118.95 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Bb
Ebm
Ab
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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The sheets were frozen hard and they cut the naked hand, The decks were like a slide where a seamen's guest could stand,
The wind was a' Nor'wester blowing squally off the sea, And the glyphs and spouting breakers were the only things a' lead.
They heard the surfer roaring before the break of day, But was only with the peep of light we saw how ill we lay,
We tumbled every hand on deck in stanter with a [B] shout, And we gave her the main tops a' Lancester by to go about.
All day we tacked and tacked between the South Head and the North, All day we hauled the frozen sheets and got no further forth,
All day as cold as charity in bitter pain [Eb] and dread, For very life and nature we tacked from head to head.
We gave the South a wind of birth, for there the tide race roared, But every tack we made we brought the North a' close aboard.
We saw the cliffs and houses and the breakers running high, And the [D] Coast Guard in his garden with [Ebm] his glass against his [A] eye.
The frost [Eb] was on the village roofs as white as ocean foam, The gulrit fires were burning bright in every longshore home,
The windows sparkled clear and the chimneys follied out, And I vow [Bb] we sniffed the victuals as the [Ab] vessel went to bow.
The bells upon the [Ebm] church were rung with a mighty jovial cheer, For it's just that I should tell you how of all days in the year,
This day of our adversity was [F] blessed Christmas morn, [E] And the house above the Coast [Eb] Guard was the house where I was [A] born.
[Eb] Oh well I saw the pleasant room, the pleasant faces there, My mother's silver spectacles, my [D] father's silver hair,
[Ab] And well I saw [Abm] the firelights like a flight of homely [Eb] elves, Go dancing round the china plates that [Db] stand [Bb] upon the shelves.
And [Eb] well I knew the talk they had, the talk that was of me, The shadow on the house, all and [Ebm] the sun and [Bb] winter sea,
And [Abm] though the [Bb] wicked fool I [Eb] seemed in every kind of way, To be [Bb] here and hauling frozen [C] rolls [Eb] on blessed Christmas day.
They lit the high sea light and the dark began to fall, All hands to loose, top-gallon sails, I heard the captain call,
By Lord she'll never stand it, our first mate Jackson cried, It's one way or the other, Mr Jackson, he replied.
She [Bb] staggered to her bearings but the sails were new and good, And the [E] ships melt [Gb] up to wind were just as [Gm] though she [Gb] understood,
As winter's day [Ab] was [Eb] ending in the entry of the night, We cleared the weary [Bb] headland and [F] passed [Ebm] below the light,
And they heaved a mighty breath, every soul on board but me, As they saw her nose again [E] pointing handsome out to sea,
[Ebm] But all that I could think of in the darkness and the cold, Was just that I was leaving home, And my folks were growing old.
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The wind was a' Nor'wester blowing squally off the sea, And the glyphs and spouting breakers were the only things a' lead.
They heard the surfer roaring before the break of day, But was only with the peep of light we saw how ill we lay,
We tumbled every hand on deck in stanter with a [B] shout, And we gave her the main tops a' Lancester by to go about.
All day we tacked and tacked between the South Head and the North, All day we hauled the frozen sheets and got no further forth,
All day as cold as charity in bitter pain [Eb] and dread, For very life and nature we tacked from head to head.
We gave the South a wind of birth, for there the tide race roared, But every tack we made we brought the North a' close aboard.
We saw the cliffs and houses and the breakers running high, And the [D] Coast Guard in his garden with [Ebm] his glass against his [A] eye.
The frost [Eb] was on the village roofs as white as ocean foam, The gulrit fires were burning bright in every longshore home,
The windows sparkled clear and the chimneys follied out, And I vow [Bb] we sniffed the victuals as the [Ab] vessel went to bow.
The bells upon the [Ebm] church were rung with a mighty jovial cheer, For it's just that I should tell you how of all days in the year,
This day of our adversity was [F] blessed Christmas morn, [E] And the house above the Coast [Eb] Guard was the house where I was [A] born.
[Eb] Oh well I saw the pleasant room, the pleasant faces there, My mother's silver spectacles, my [D] father's silver hair,
[Ab] And well I saw [Abm] the firelights like a flight of homely [Eb] elves, Go dancing round the china plates that [Db] stand [Bb] upon the shelves.
And [Eb] well I knew the talk they had, the talk that was of me, The shadow on the house, all and [Ebm] the sun and [Bb] winter sea,
And [Abm] though the [Bb] wicked fool I [Eb] seemed in every kind of way, To be [Bb] here and hauling frozen [C] rolls [Eb] on blessed Christmas day.
They lit the high sea light and the dark began to fall, All hands to loose, top-gallon sails, I heard the captain call,
By Lord she'll never stand it, our first mate Jackson cried, It's one way or the other, Mr Jackson, he replied.
She [Bb] staggered to her bearings but the sails were new and good, And the [E] ships melt [Gb] up to wind were just as [Gm] though she [Gb] understood,
As winter's day [Ab] was [Eb] ending in the entry of the night, We cleared the weary [Bb] headland and [F] passed [Ebm] below the light,
And they heaved a mighty breath, every soul on board but me, As they saw her nose again [E] pointing handsome out to sea,
[Ebm] But all that I could think of in the darkness and the cold, Was just that I was leaving home, And my folks were growing old.
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The sheets were frozen hard and they cut the naked hand, The decks were like a slide where a seamen's guest could stand,
The wind was a' Nor'wester blowing squally off the sea, And the glyphs and spouting breakers were the only things a' lead.
They heard the surfer roaring before the break of day, But was only with the peep of light we saw how ill we lay,
We tumbled every hand on deck in stanter with a [B] shout, And we gave her the main tops a' Lancester by to go about.
All day we tacked and tacked between the South Head and the North, All day we hauled the frozen sheets and got no further forth,
All day as cold as charity in bitter pain [Eb] and dread, For very life and nature we tacked from head to head.
We gave the South a wind of birth, for there the tide race roared, But every tack we made we brought the North a' close aboard.
We saw the cliffs and houses and the breakers running high, And the [D] Coast Guard in his garden with [Ebm] his glass against his [A] eye.
The frost [Eb] was on the village roofs as white as ocean foam, The gulrit fires were burning bright in every longshore home,
The windows sparkled clear and the chimneys follied out, And I vow [Bb] we sniffed the victuals as the [Ab] vessel went to bow.
The bells upon the [Ebm] church were rung with a mighty jovial cheer, For it's just that I should tell you how of all days in the year,
This day of our adversity was [F] blessed Christmas morn, [E] And the house above the Coast [Eb] Guard was the house where I was [A] born.
[Eb] Oh well I saw the pleasant room, the pleasant faces there, My mother's silver spectacles, my [D] father's silver hair,
[Ab] And well I saw [Abm] the firelights like a flight of homely [Eb] elves, Go dancing round the china plates that [Db] stand [Bb] upon the shelves.
And [Eb] well I knew the talk they had, the talk that was of me, The shadow on the house, all and [Ebm] the sun and [Bb] winter sea,
And [Abm] though the [Bb] wicked fool I [Eb] seemed in every kind of way, To be [Bb] here and hauling frozen [C] rolls [Eb] on blessed Christmas day.
They lit the high sea light and the dark began to fall, All hands to loose, top-gallon sails, I heard the captain call,
By Lord she'll never stand it, our first mate Jackson cried, It's one way or the other, Mr Jackson, he replied.
She [Bb] staggered to her bearings but the sails were new and good, And the [E] ships melt [Gb] up to wind were just as [Gm] though she [Gb] understood,
As winter's day [Ab] was [Eb] ending in the entry of the night, We cleared the weary [Bb] headland and [F] passed [Ebm] below the light,
And they heaved a mighty breath, every soul on board but me, As they saw her nose again [E] pointing handsome out to sea,
[Ebm] But all that I could think of in the darkness and the cold, Was just that I was leaving _ home, And my folks were _ growing _ _ old.
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The sheets were frozen hard and they cut the naked hand, The decks were like a slide where a seamen's guest could stand,
The wind was a' Nor'wester blowing squally off the sea, And the glyphs and spouting breakers were the only things a' lead.
They heard the surfer roaring before the break of day, But was only with the peep of light we saw how ill we lay,
We tumbled every hand on deck in stanter with a [B] shout, And we gave her the main tops a' Lancester by to go about.
All day we tacked and tacked between the South Head and the North, All day we hauled the frozen sheets and got no further forth,
All day as cold as charity in bitter pain [Eb] and dread, For very life and nature we tacked from head to head.
We gave the South a wind of birth, for there the tide race roared, But every tack we made we brought the North a' close aboard.
We saw the cliffs and houses and the breakers running high, And the [D] Coast Guard in his garden with [Ebm] his glass against his [A] eye.
The frost [Eb] was on the village roofs as white as ocean foam, The gulrit fires were burning bright in every longshore home,
The windows sparkled clear and the chimneys follied out, And I vow [Bb] we sniffed the victuals as the [Ab] vessel went to bow.
The bells upon the [Ebm] church were rung with a mighty jovial cheer, For it's just that I should tell you how of all days in the year,
This day of our adversity was [F] blessed Christmas morn, [E] And the house above the Coast [Eb] Guard was the house where I was [A] born.
[Eb] Oh well I saw the pleasant room, the pleasant faces there, My mother's silver spectacles, my [D] father's silver hair,
[Ab] And well I saw [Abm] the firelights like a flight of homely [Eb] elves, Go dancing round the china plates that [Db] stand [Bb] upon the shelves.
And [Eb] well I knew the talk they had, the talk that was of me, The shadow on the house, all and [Ebm] the sun and [Bb] winter sea,
And [Abm] though the [Bb] wicked fool I [Eb] seemed in every kind of way, To be [Bb] here and hauling frozen [C] rolls [Eb] on blessed Christmas day.
They lit the high sea light and the dark began to fall, All hands to loose, top-gallon sails, I heard the captain call,
By Lord she'll never stand it, our first mate Jackson cried, It's one way or the other, Mr Jackson, he replied.
She [Bb] staggered to her bearings but the sails were new and good, And the [E] ships melt [Gb] up to wind were just as [Gm] though she [Gb] understood,
As winter's day [Ab] was [Eb] ending in the entry of the night, We cleared the weary [Bb] headland and [F] passed [Ebm] below the light,
And they heaved a mighty breath, every soul on board but me, As they saw her nose again [E] pointing handsome out to sea,
[Ebm] But all that I could think of in the darkness and the cold, Was just that I was leaving _ home, And my folks were _ growing _ _ old.
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