Chords for The New Barleycorn - Back To Sea
Tempo:
165 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
C
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D]
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[G] [D] [G]
[D]
[G] [C]
[G] [D]
[G] [D] [G]
[A] My [G] father was a [D] fisherman [G]
just like his dad [D] before.
[G] We sailed our boat from [D] Killiebegs [G]
off Ireland's northwest [D] shore.
[G] And sometimes when [C] the gales would blow, [G] it would make your heart [D] stand still.
[G] But tomorrow, boys, [D] it's back to sea [G]
again.
[D] [G] The stories that [D] the old men [G] told of dark nights out at [D] sea [G] would raise the hair [D] up on your neck.
[G] I know they did to [D] me.
[G] They would tell of storms and monster whales and strange lights in [C] the sky.
[D] But I always saw the sparkle in [G] their eyes.
[A] At [G]
early morn we'd [D] start our day, [G] each sailor at [D] his post.
[G] We'd drop the nets [D] into the swell [G] and watch the cork boys [D] float.
[G] And in our hearts a silent prayer for a bumper haul [D] next day.
[G] We'd fill the holes [D] and then be on [G] our way.
Eave [C] away,
[G] haul [D] away,
[G] eave away, back to sea again.
Then sitting round the [D] table would [G] be father and his mates.
A cup of tea, [D] a hearty meal [G] served on an old tin [D] plate.
Then [G] Joe would play [C] his concertina, [G] much to our [D] delight.
And we'd sing old shanty [D] songs into the [G] night.
[D] [G] [D]
[G]
[D] [G] [D]
[G]
[D] [G] [C]
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[G]
We hauled the nets [D] into the boat [G] with North [D] Atlantic cod.
[G] My father standing [D]
at the helm [G] would give a noby [D]
nod.
[G] And as the fish would fill the holes, the seagulls told the tale.
We're loaded up [D] and heading home [G] again.
[D]
[G] Eave [C] away, [G] haul [D] away, [G] eave [C] away, [G] back to sea again.
[D] [G] We pull the boat [D] into [C] the dock, [G] they haul the fish away.
We throw the nets [D] onto the wall [G] to mend another [D] day.
[G] Then it's into town and to the pubs with stories, songs [C] and [G] tales.
But tomorrow night it's back to sea again.
[D] [G]
Eave [C] away, [G]
haul [D] away, [G]
eave [C] away, [G]
back to sea again.
[N]
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[G] [D] [G]
[D]
[G] [C]
[G] [D]
[G] [D] [G]
[A] My [G] father was a [D] fisherman [G]
just like his dad [D] before.
[G] We sailed our boat from [D] Killiebegs [G]
off Ireland's northwest [D] shore.
[G] And sometimes when [C] the gales would blow, [G] it would make your heart [D] stand still.
[G] But tomorrow, boys, [D] it's back to sea [G]
again.
[D] [G] The stories that [D] the old men [G] told of dark nights out at [D] sea [G] would raise the hair [D] up on your neck.
[G] I know they did to [D] me.
[G] They would tell of storms and monster whales and strange lights in [C] the sky.
[D] But I always saw the sparkle in [G] their eyes.
[A] At [G]
early morn we'd [D] start our day, [G] each sailor at [D] his post.
[G] We'd drop the nets [D] into the swell [G] and watch the cork boys [D] float.
[G] And in our hearts a silent prayer for a bumper haul [D] next day.
[G] We'd fill the holes [D] and then be on [G] our way.
Eave [C] away,
[G] haul [D] away,
[G] eave away, back to sea again.
Then sitting round the [D] table would [G] be father and his mates.
A cup of tea, [D] a hearty meal [G] served on an old tin [D] plate.
Then [G] Joe would play [C] his concertina, [G] much to our [D] delight.
And we'd sing old shanty [D] songs into the [G] night.
[D] [G] [D]
[G]
[D] [G] [D]
[G]
[D] [G] [C]
[G] [D]
[G] [D]
[G]
We hauled the nets [D] into the boat [G] with North [D] Atlantic cod.
[G] My father standing [D]
at the helm [G] would give a noby [D]
nod.
[G] And as the fish would fill the holes, the seagulls told the tale.
We're loaded up [D] and heading home [G] again.
[D]
[G] Eave [C] away, [G] haul [D] away, [G] eave [C] away, [G] back to sea again.
[D] [G] We pull the boat [D] into [C] the dock, [G] they haul the fish away.
We throw the nets [D] onto the wall [G] to mend another [D] day.
[G] Then it's into town and to the pubs with stories, songs [C] and [G] tales.
But tomorrow night it's back to sea again.
[D] [G]
Eave [C] away, [G]
haul [D] away, [G]
eave [C] away, [G]
back to sea again.
[N]
Key:
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C
A
_ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ My [G] father was a [D] fisherman _ [G]
just like his dad [D] before.
_ [G] We sailed our boat from [D] _ Killiebegs [G]
off Ireland's northwest [D] shore.
_ [G] And sometimes when [C] the gales would blow, [G] it would make your heart [D] stand still.
_ [G] But tomorrow, boys, [D] it's back to sea [G]
again.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] The stories that [D] the old men [G] told of dark nights out at [D] sea _ [G] would raise the hair [D] up on your neck.
[G] I know they did to [D] me.
_ [G] They would tell of storms and monster whales and strange lights in [C] the sky.
[D] _ But I always saw the sparkle in [G] their _ eyes.
[A] _ At _ [G]
early morn we'd [D] start our day, [G] each sailor at [D] his post.
_ [G] We'd drop the nets [D] into the swell [G] and watch the cork boys [D] float.
_ [G] And in our hearts a silent prayer for a bumper haul [D] next day.
_ [G] We'd fill the holes [D] and then be on [G] our _ _ _ _ way. _ _
_ Eave [C] away, _ _ _
[G] _ haul [D] away, _ _ _
[G] _ eave away, _ _ _ back to sea again. _ _
_ _ _ Then sitting round the [D] table would [G] be father and his mates.
_ A cup of tea, [D] a hearty meal [G] served on an old tin [D] plate.
Then [G] Joe would play [C] his _ concertina, [G] much to our [D] delight.
_ And we'd sing old shanty [D] songs into the [G] _ _ night.
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ We hauled the nets [D] into the boat [G] with North _ [D] Atlantic cod.
_ [G] My father standing [D]
at the helm [G] would give a noby [D]
nod.
_ [G] And as the fish would fill the holes, the seagulls told the tale.
_ We're loaded up [D] and heading home [G] _ again.
[D] _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ Eave [C] away, _ _ _ [G] _ haul [D] away, _ _ _ [G] _ eave [C] away, _ _ _ [G] back to sea again.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] We pull the boat [D] into [C] the dock, [G] they haul the fish away.
_ _ We throw the nets [D] onto the wall [G] to mend another [D] day.
_ [G] Then it's into town and to the pubs with stories, songs [C] and [G] tales.
But tomorrow night it's back to sea again.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
Eave _ [C] away, _ _ [G] _
haul [D] _ away, _ _ [G] _
eave [C] _ away, _ _ [G]
back to sea again. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ My [G] father was a [D] fisherman _ [G]
just like his dad [D] before.
_ [G] We sailed our boat from [D] _ Killiebegs [G]
off Ireland's northwest [D] shore.
_ [G] And sometimes when [C] the gales would blow, [G] it would make your heart [D] stand still.
_ [G] But tomorrow, boys, [D] it's back to sea [G]
again.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] The stories that [D] the old men [G] told of dark nights out at [D] sea _ [G] would raise the hair [D] up on your neck.
[G] I know they did to [D] me.
_ [G] They would tell of storms and monster whales and strange lights in [C] the sky.
[D] _ But I always saw the sparkle in [G] their _ eyes.
[A] _ At _ [G]
early morn we'd [D] start our day, [G] each sailor at [D] his post.
_ [G] We'd drop the nets [D] into the swell [G] and watch the cork boys [D] float.
_ [G] And in our hearts a silent prayer for a bumper haul [D] next day.
_ [G] We'd fill the holes [D] and then be on [G] our _ _ _ _ way. _ _
_ Eave [C] away, _ _ _
[G] _ haul [D] away, _ _ _
[G] _ eave away, _ _ _ back to sea again. _ _
_ _ _ Then sitting round the [D] table would [G] be father and his mates.
_ A cup of tea, [D] a hearty meal [G] served on an old tin [D] plate.
Then [G] Joe would play [C] his _ concertina, [G] much to our [D] delight.
_ And we'd sing old shanty [D] songs into the [G] _ _ night.
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ We hauled the nets [D] into the boat [G] with North _ [D] Atlantic cod.
_ [G] My father standing [D]
at the helm [G] would give a noby [D]
nod.
_ [G] And as the fish would fill the holes, the seagulls told the tale.
_ We're loaded up [D] and heading home [G] _ again.
[D] _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ Eave [C] away, _ _ _ [G] _ haul [D] away, _ _ _ [G] _ eave [C] away, _ _ _ [G] back to sea again.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] We pull the boat [D] into [C] the dock, [G] they haul the fish away.
_ _ We throw the nets [D] onto the wall [G] to mend another [D] day.
_ [G] Then it's into town and to the pubs with stories, songs [C] and [G] tales.
But tomorrow night it's back to sea again.
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
Eave _ [C] away, _ _ [G] _
haul [D] _ away, _ _ [G] _
eave [C] _ away, _ _ [G]
back to sea again. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _