Harry Chapin – Dog Town (Guitar)
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Chords
[Intro]
Em - Em - Em - Em
[Verse]
Em C Em Up in Massachusetts there's a little spit of land G F#m7 B7 The men who make the maps, yes they call the place Cape Anne Em C Em The men who do the fishing call it Gloucester Harbor Sound C B7 Em But the women left behind, they call the place Dogtown Em C Em The men go out for whaling past the breakers and the fogs G F#m7 B7 The women stay home waiting, they're protected by the dogs Em C Em A tough old whaler woman who had seen three husbands drown C B7 Em Polled the population and she named the place Dogtown
[Chorus}
G Em There's all these grey faced women in their black widow's gowns F F#m7 B7 Living in this graveyard granite town G Em You soon learn there's many more than one way to drown C7 B7 Em That's while going to the dogs, here in Dogtown
{Verse 2}
And she speaks...
Em C Em My father was a merchant all in the Boston Fife G F#m7 B7sus4 B7 When my husband came and asked him for my hand Em C Em But little did I know then that a Gloucester Whaler's wife C B7 Em Marries but the sea salt and the sand Em C7 He took me up to Dogtown the day I was a bride G F#m7 B We had ten days together before he left my side Em C7 Em He's the first mate on a whaling ship, the keeper of the log C7 B7sus4 B7 Em He said, "Farewell my darling, I'm gonna leave you with my dog."
{Chorus 2)
G Em And I have seen the splintered timbers of a hundred shattered hulls F F#m7 B7 Known the silence of the granite and the screeching of the gulls G Em I've heard that crazy Widow Cather walk the harbor as she raves C7 B7 Em At the endless rolling whisper of the waves Em C Em Sitting by the fireside, the embers slowly die G F#m7 B Is it a sign of weakness when a woman wants to cry Em C Em The dog is closely watching, the fire glints in his eye C B7sus4 B7 Em No use to go to sleep this early, no use to even try Em My blood beats like a woman's, I've got a woman's breasts and thighs Em But where am I to offer them, to the ocean or the skies? Em Living with this silent dog all the moments of my life F#m7 B7 Em He has been my only husband, am I a widow, or his wife? Em Yes it's a dog town Em And it's a fog town Em And there's nothing around G F#m7 B7 'Cept the sea pounding granite ground Em D Em And this black, midnight horror of a hound Em C Em I'm standing on this craggy cliff, my eyes fixed on the sea G F#m7 B7 Six months past when his ship was due, I'm a widow-to-be Em C Em For liking this half-living with the lonely and the fog C B7 Em You need the bastard of the mating of a woman and a dog G Em And I have seen the splintered timbers of a hundred shattered hulls F F#m7 B7 Known the silence of the granite and the screeching of the gulls G Em I've heard that crazy Widow Cather walk the harbor as she raves C7 B7 Em Em - Em - Em... At the endless rolling whisper of the waves