Chords for The Shores Of Newfoundland (Con Parsons)
Tempo:
94.45 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[G]
[C]
The summer sun shone bright that day, as I stood there on [G] the strand.
My father holding back a tear, while mother held [C] my hand.
Son, you know we wish you well, though we'll never [G]
understand.
Why you must roam and leave your home, on the shores of Neville [C]
land.
My mother's words I scarcely heard, I was too blind [G] to see.
So full of self-importance, and no vision both [C] for me.
I bent and gently kissed my mom, and shook my [G] father's hand.
While mother cried, I said goodbye to the shores of [C]
Newfoundland.
[G]
[C]
Through Canada and the Eternal States, I traveled far [G] and wide.
But found the grass looks greener, when you're on the other [C]
side.
Then thoughts of home still filled my mind, I was a [G] sorry man.
I cursed the day I sailed away, from the shores of [C] Newfoundland.
How often in my vie, oh day, down country lane [G] I strolled.
And a looky girl there by my side, we talked about young [C] and old.
But now I walk these city streets, and no one takes [G] my hand.
I am Mr.
Brandt, I left behind, on the shores of [C]
Newfoundland.
[G]
[C]
Today I got a letter from my poor old [G] mother dear.
Saint son, your dad is feeble now, his time is drawing [C]
near.
That little girl you used to love, has wed another [G]
man.
You'll always have a sweetheart son, while I'm in [C]
Newfoundland.
Tonight I'm sailing across the sea, no longer I'm [G] alone.
I look and see the northern lights, I know I'm heading [C]
home.
Tomorrow I will greet my mom, and hold my [G] father's hand.
And stay at home, no more to roam, from the shores of [C] Newfoundland.
[G] And stay at home, no more to roam, from the shores of [C]
Newfoundland.
[C]
The summer sun shone bright that day, as I stood there on [G] the strand.
My father holding back a tear, while mother held [C] my hand.
Son, you know we wish you well, though we'll never [G]
understand.
Why you must roam and leave your home, on the shores of Neville [C]
land.
My mother's words I scarcely heard, I was too blind [G] to see.
So full of self-importance, and no vision both [C] for me.
I bent and gently kissed my mom, and shook my [G] father's hand.
While mother cried, I said goodbye to the shores of [C]
Newfoundland.
[G]
[C]
Through Canada and the Eternal States, I traveled far [G] and wide.
But found the grass looks greener, when you're on the other [C]
side.
Then thoughts of home still filled my mind, I was a [G] sorry man.
I cursed the day I sailed away, from the shores of [C] Newfoundland.
How often in my vie, oh day, down country lane [G] I strolled.
And a looky girl there by my side, we talked about young [C] and old.
But now I walk these city streets, and no one takes [G] my hand.
I am Mr.
Brandt, I left behind, on the shores of [C]
Newfoundland.
[G]
[C]
Today I got a letter from my poor old [G] mother dear.
Saint son, your dad is feeble now, his time is drawing [C]
near.
That little girl you used to love, has wed another [G]
man.
You'll always have a sweetheart son, while I'm in [C]
Newfoundland.
Tonight I'm sailing across the sea, no longer I'm [G] alone.
I look and see the northern lights, I know I'm heading [C]
home.
Tomorrow I will greet my mom, and hold my [G] father's hand.
And stay at home, no more to roam, from the shores of [C] Newfoundland.
[G] And stay at home, no more to roam, from the shores of [C]
Newfoundland.
Key:
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[G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ The summer sun shone bright that day, as I stood there on [G] the strand.
My father holding back a tear, while mother held [C] my hand.
_ Son, you know we wish you well, though we'll never _ [G]
understand.
Why you must roam and leave your home, on the shores of Neville [C]
land.
My mother's words I scarcely heard, I was too blind [G] to see.
So full of self-importance, and no vision both [C] for me.
I bent and gently kissed my mom, and shook my [G] father's hand.
While mother cried, I said goodbye to the shores of _ [C]
Newfoundland.
_ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ Through Canada and the Eternal States, I traveled far [G] and wide.
But found the grass looks greener, when you're on the other [C]
side.
Then thoughts of home still filled my mind, I was a [G] sorry man.
I cursed the day I sailed away, from the shores of [C] Newfoundland.
_ How often in my vie, oh day, down country lane [G] I strolled.
And a looky girl there by my side, we talked about young [C] and old.
But now I walk these city streets, and no one takes [G] my hand.
I am Mr.
Brandt, I left behind, on the shores of _ [C]
Newfoundland.
_ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ Today I got a letter from my poor old [G] mother dear.
Saint son, your dad is feeble now, his time is drawing [C]
near.
That little girl you used to love, has wed another [G]
man.
You'll always have a sweetheart son, while I'm in _ [C]
Newfoundland.
Tonight I'm sailing across the sea, no longer I'm [G] alone.
_ I look and see the northern lights, I know I'm heading [C]
home.
Tomorrow I will greet my mom, and hold my [G] father's hand.
And stay at home, no more to roam, from the shores of [C] Newfoundland.
_ [G] And stay at home, no more to roam, from the shores of _ [C]
Newfoundland. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ The summer sun shone bright that day, as I stood there on [G] the strand.
My father holding back a tear, while mother held [C] my hand.
_ Son, you know we wish you well, though we'll never _ [G]
understand.
Why you must roam and leave your home, on the shores of Neville [C]
land.
My mother's words I scarcely heard, I was too blind [G] to see.
So full of self-importance, and no vision both [C] for me.
I bent and gently kissed my mom, and shook my [G] father's hand.
While mother cried, I said goodbye to the shores of _ [C]
Newfoundland.
_ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ Through Canada and the Eternal States, I traveled far [G] and wide.
But found the grass looks greener, when you're on the other [C]
side.
Then thoughts of home still filled my mind, I was a [G] sorry man.
I cursed the day I sailed away, from the shores of [C] Newfoundland.
_ How often in my vie, oh day, down country lane [G] I strolled.
And a looky girl there by my side, we talked about young [C] and old.
But now I walk these city streets, and no one takes [G] my hand.
I am Mr.
Brandt, I left behind, on the shores of _ [C]
Newfoundland.
_ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ Today I got a letter from my poor old [G] mother dear.
Saint son, your dad is feeble now, his time is drawing [C]
near.
That little girl you used to love, has wed another [G]
man.
You'll always have a sweetheart son, while I'm in _ [C]
Newfoundland.
Tonight I'm sailing across the sea, no longer I'm [G] alone.
_ I look and see the northern lights, I know I'm heading [C]
home.
Tomorrow I will greet my mom, and hold my [G] father's hand.
And stay at home, no more to roam, from the shores of [C] Newfoundland.
_ [G] And stay at home, no more to roam, from the shores of _ [C]
Newfoundland. _ _ _ _ _