The Dark And The Rolling Sea

Am      G           C        F 
Oh you slipped away from the harbour side 
        C     G            F     Dm 
In the morning bright and clear 
          Am          G              C      F 
And your sails were filled with the rising wind 
           C         E      F    Dm 
And you laughed for all to hear 
          Am                   G       C 
But you never glanced at the ragged dance 
       F        Dm      Em   G 
Of your lovers on the quai 
       Am       G             C         F 
Don't call on them when the winds rise high 
         C           G       F     Dm 
On the dark and the rolling sea. 


     Am        G             C         F 
You set your course for the furthest shores 
         C   G             F    Dm 
And you never once looked back 
          Am      G             C       F 
And the flag you flew was the pirate cross 
       C       E       F     Dm 
On a field of velvet black. 
            Am                   G     C 
And those landsmen who you but lately knew 
         F         Dm      Em  G 
Were left stranded on the lea 
       Am       G             C            F 
Don't call on them when the storm clouds rise 
         C            G      F       Dm 
On the dark and the rolling sea. 


      Am       G         C        F 
Oh I have no need of a chart or creed 
      C      G          F    Dm 
You told your waiting crew 
          Am        G               C         F 
For the winds of chance, they will bear us straight 
          C        E          F    Dm 
And you spoke as though you knew. 
         Am                  G      C 
So you paid no mind to the warning signs 
      F            Dm       Em  G 
As you gave your words so free 
         Am         G             C      F 
Don't change your tack when the timbers crack 
        C                G       F    Dm 
On the dark and and the rolling sea. 




          Am     G             C        F 
Now the thunder rails in the great mainsails 
          C      G         F    Dm 
And the stars desert the skies 
          Am       G             C        F 
And the rigging strains as the hands of rain 
        C       E        F     Dm 
Reach down to wash your eyes. 
          Am                      G        C 
And your oarsman stands with his knife in hand 
       F            Dm  Em    G 
And his eyes spell mutiny 
       Am      G              C          F 
Don't call my name when your ship goes down 
        C             G      F  Dm  Am  G Am 
On the dark and the rolling sea.