Misc Traditional – Curse Of The Somers (Guitar)

                     G            Em
Come listen all you sailors bold,

               Am
come listen unto me.

                   D
I'll sing you of a cruel deed.

  C       Am    Em
a bloody tragedy.

Am                   G        Em
Come listen landsmen one and all,

                Am
come listen unto me,

                         D
I'll make you bless your lucky stars

C            Em      Am
you've never gone to sea.

Am                G                  Em
It was the Somers, graceful. swift.

                 Am
as trim a little brig.

                       D
as e' er was modeled by shipwright

C         Am         Em
or sailor helped to rig.

Am                         G          Em
The grating's rigged, the hangman's whip

                  Am
dangles from main yardarm.

                        D
The wondering crew gaze on the sight

      C      Em   Am
with terror and alarm.

        F       G            Am         F
For the Captain called their names

               G        Am
and three good men were slain

    F    G              Am
No trial,   no questions here,

        F      G                    Am
only the horror, the grief and the fear.

                    G        Em
Alas, the meaning's soon too clear,

    Am
the noose is round the neck

                      D
of three poor men, but men as brave

   C          Am     Em
as walked the Somers deck.

Am                     G         Em
On one side Small and Cromwell stand.

                     Am
bold men and sailors true.

                          D
They quail not though the boldest might

      C     Em       Am
with such a death in view.

                        G            Em
Starboard young foolish Spencer stands.

                    Am
the tears are in his eye.

                      D
What feelings of deep agony

     C           Am     Em
must through his bosom fly.

Am                        G          Em
Look, look your last, for hark, a gun

                      Am
sends forth its smoky breath.

                D
When instantly upon the word,

      C      Em         Am
their eyes are sealed in death.

        F       G            Am         F
For the Captain called their names

               G        Am
and three good men were slain

    F    G              Am
No trial,   no questions here,

        F      G                    Am
only the horror, the grief and the fear.

                     G            Em
And sad and slow our mess mates dead,

                      Am
we launched into the waves,

                           D
and watched them sink 'mid ocean's moans.

C             Am      Em
deep in their watery graves.

Am                        G          Em
Strange sounds will float upon the air

                 Am
and in the blast will speak.

                       D
and round the main yardarm three ghosts

        C      Em        Am
will play and dance and shriek.

                 G          Em
And ill luck and misfortune dire

                   Am
will follow in thy wake

                         D
'til the ghastly three. where lie their bones.

    C         Am    Em
thy last dark haven make.

Am                   G      Em
Sheet home on every cursed spar.

          Am
set every rag asail.

                      D
and leave here to the ocean ghouls

    C       Em     Am
the demons of the gale.

        F       G            Am         F
For the Captain called their names

               G        Am
and three good men were slain

    F    G              Am
No trial,   no questions here,

        F      G                    Am
only the horror, the grief and the fear.

        F      G                    Am
only the horror, the grief and the fear.