The Tragically Hip – Nautical Disaster (Guitar)

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I had this dream where I relished the fray

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and the screaming filled my head all day.

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It was as though I'd been spit here, settled in,

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into the pocket of a lighthouse on some rocky socket,

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off the coast of France, dear.

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One afternoon, four thousand men died in the water here

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and five hundred more were thrashing madly as parasites might

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in your blood.

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Now I was in a lifeboat designed for ten and ten only,

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anything that systematic would get you hated.

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It's not a deal nor a test nor a love of something fated (uh).

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The selection was quick, the crew was picked (in order)

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and those left in the water got kicked off our pantleg

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and we headed for home.

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Then the dream ends when the phone rings, you're doing alright

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he said it's out there most days and nights,

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but only a fool would complain.

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Anyway Susan, if you like, our conversation

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is as faint a sound in my memory,

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as those fingernails scratching on my hull.