Stan Rogers – Cliffs At Baccalieu (Guitar)

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   We were bound home in October,

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from the shores of Labrador.

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Trying to head a strong Nor'easter and

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snow too.

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But, the wind swept down up on us, 

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and the day was dark as night,

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just before we made

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the land at Baccalieu.

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  Now  we tried to clear the island,

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as we brought her further south.

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But, the wind from up

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the Nor'east stronger blew.

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Till our lookout soon he shouted, 

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and there lay dead ahead,

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though a snow squall,

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loomed the rocks at Baccalieu.

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  But, it was hard down by the tiller,

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as we struggled with the sheets,

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tryin' our best to haul 'em in a foot or two.

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Till our decks so sharply tilted,

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We could barely keep our feet,

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As we struggled,

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On the rocks at Baccalieu.

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  Now the combers beat her under, and

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I  thought she'd never rise, and

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Her  main boom, it was bending nigh in two.

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With her lee rails two foot under,

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Three hands upon the wheel,

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Sure we hauled her,

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from the rocks at Baccalieu.

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  To leeward was the island,

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To windward was the shore, and

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That blinding sleet could,

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cut you through and through.

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But, our hearts were beating gladly,

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for no longer could we gaze,

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down to leeward,

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at the rocks of  Baccalieu.

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Down to leeward,

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at the rocks of Baccalieu.