Gordon Bok – The Ways Of Man (Guitar)

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The ways of man are passing strange

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He buys his freedom and he counts his change

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Then he lets the wind his days arrange

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And he calls the tide his master

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(Chorus) Oh the days, oh the days

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Oh the fine long summer days

    Em   D    C       G G/F# Em
The fish come rolling in the bays

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And he swore he'd never leave me

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But the days grow short and the year gets old

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And the fish won't stay where the water's cold

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And if they're going to fill the hold

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They've got to go offshore to find them

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So they go outside on the raving deep

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And they pray the Lord their soul to keep

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But the waves will roll them all to sleep

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And the tide will be their keeper

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     Oh the tide, oh the tide

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Oh you dark and you bitter tide

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If I can't have him by my  side

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I guess I have to  leave him

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   I gave you one, I gave you two

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The best that rotten old boat could do

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You won’t be happy till I give you three

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But I'll be damned if you'll get me

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     Oh the tide, oh the tide,

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Oh you dark and you bitter tide

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If I can't have him by my  side

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The water's welcome to him

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Oh   Lord I know that the day will come

         C    D                   Em
When one less boat comes slogging home

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I don't mind knowing that he'll be the one

      G              Am    Em7  C
But I can't spend my whole life praying

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   I gave you one, I gave you two

         C    D                   Em
The best that poor old boat could do

      D       C     G   G/F#    Em
You'd have it all before you're through

          G      Am  Em7 C
Well I've got no more to give you

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    The ways of man are passing strange

   C        D                         Em
He buys his freedom and he counts his change

Em      D        C        G  G/F# Em
Then he lets the wind his days arrange

       G         Am  Em7  C
And he calls the tide his master