Gordon Bok – Homeward Bound (Guitar)

                  F        C
They will take us from the moorings

                 F        C
They will tow us down the Bay

                         G                C
They will pluck us up to windward when we sail

                 F         C
We will hear the keen wind whistle

                 F        C
We will feel the sting of spray

                             G              C
When we've seen the deep-sea pilot o'er the rail

          F       G         C
Then it's Johnnie heave and start her

          F       G        C
Then it's Johnnie roll and go

         F          G          C
When the mates have picked the watches

                         G     C
There is little rest for Jack

                 F        C
We will sing the good old chorus

                  F        C
That the Homeward Bounders know

                           G
For the girls have got the towrope

            F              C      G   C   G   C F C
And they're hauling in the slack

                  F           C
Through the dusty streets and dismal

                   F      C
Through the noises of the town

                           G                   C
You can hear the West wind humming through the shrouds

                  F         C
And we'll see the lightning leaping

              F       C
As the tropic suns go down

                      G              C
And the dapple of the shadows on the clouds

        F          G      C
And the salt blood dances in us

       F       G        C
To the tune of Homeward Bound

       F       G     C
To the call to weary watches

                        G     C
To the sheet and to the tack

                 F       C
When they bid us man the capstan

               F        C
All hands will walk her round

                           G
For the girls have got the tow-rope

            F              C      G   C   G   C F C
And they're hauling in the slack

                     F      C
Through the sunshine of the tropics

                    F      C
Round the bleak and dreary Horn

                       G               C
Half across the sleepy planet lies our way

                    F      C
And we'll leave the land behind us

               F       C
Like a welcome long outworn

                        G                   C
When we see the reeling mastheads swing and sway

            F       G        C
Through the weather fair and stormy

            F        G      C
Through the calm and in the gale

        F         G       C
We will heave and haul to help her

                 G      C
We will keep her on her track

                   F        C
And we'll sing the good old chanties

                 F      C
As all hands are making sail

                           G
For the girls have got the tow-rope

            F              C
And they're hauling in the slack

       G          C
Heave away (haul away)

      G           C
Haul away  (haul away)

       G           C
Heave away (heave away)

       G          C
Haul away  (haul away)