Gordon Bok – Tie Her Up (Guitar)

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Tie her up and let her rot, for it soon will be forgot

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That we ever built a boat to match the men

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Puget Island born and bred to the grey skies overhead

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And we'll never see the likes of her again

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Tie her up and let her rot, for the last fish that I caught

      C              Am               G
Never made enough to buy the gas that day

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When you're going after salmon, it is feast or it is famine

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And it looks like Mister Famine's here to stay

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Tie her up and let her rot, for the sons that I begot

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Have made their fame and fortune on the land

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And they laugh when they explain, they don't miss the wind and rain

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But it's just not in my blood to understand

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Tie her up and let her rot, for I think it matters not

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Where my father's father's father fished before

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From the river to the sea, now it ends right here with me

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There will be no Larsons fish here anymore

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Tie her up and let her rot, for we found a pretty spot

       C               Am           G
And we can't afford to lose another dime

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And if the floods wash her away, well, who am I to say

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She will run this mighty river one last time

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And if the floods wash her away, well, who am I to say

        F               G              C
Let her run this mighty river one last time