John Bowden – Banks Of Newfoundland chords
Chords:
[Verse]Am G AmO you Western Ocean labourers I would have you all beware,Am G AmThat when you're aboard of a packet-ship, no dungaree jumpers wear,C Am C GBut have a big monkey jacket always at your command,Am G AmAnd think of the cold Northwesters on the Banks of the Newfoundland.[Chorus]AmSo we'll rub her round and scrub her roundAm GWith holystone and sand,AmAnd say farewell to the Virgin RocksAm G AmOn the Banks of the Newfoundland.[Verse]Am G AmAs I lay in my bunk one night, a-dreaming all alone,Am G AmI dreamt I was in Liverpool, 'way up in Marylebone,C Am C GWith my true love beside of me and a jug of ale in hand,Am G AmWhen I woke quite broken-hearted on the Banks of Newfoundland.[Chorus]AmSo we'll rub her round and scrub her roundAm GWith holystone and sand,AmAnd say farewell to the Virgin RocksAm G AmOn the Banks of the Newfoundland.[Verse]Am G AmWe had one Lynch from Ballinahinch, Jimmy Murphy and Mike Moore;Am G AmIt was in the winter of sixty-two, those sea-boys suffered sore,C Am C GFor they'd pawned their clothes in Liverpool and sold them out of hand,Am G AmNot thinking of the cold Northwesters on the Banks of Newfoundland.[Chorus]AmSo we'll rub her round and scrub her roundAm GWith holystone and sand,AmAnd say farewell to the Virgin RocksAm G AmOn the Banks of the Newfoundland.[Verse]Am G AmWe had one female passenger, Bridget Reilly was her name,Am G AmTo her I promised marriage and on me she had a claim.C Am C GShe tore up her flannel petticoats to make mittens for our hands,Am G AmFor she couldn't see the sea-boys freeze on the Banks of Newfoundland.[Chorus]AmSo we'll rub her round and scrub her roundAm GWith holystone and sand,AmAnd say farewell to the Virgin RocksAm G AmOn the Banks of the Newfoundland.[Verse]Am G AmAnd now we're off Sandy Hook, my boys, and the land's all covered with snow.Am G AmThe tug-boat will take our hawser and for New York we will tow;C Am C GAnd when we arrive at the Black Ball dock the boys and girls will stand,Am G AmWe'll bid adieu to the packet-ships and the Banks of Newfoundland[Chorus]AmSo we'll rub her round and scrub her roundAm GWith holystone and sand,AmAnd say farewell to the Virgin RocksAm G AmOn the Banks of the Newfoundland.