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Date: Sat, 1 Nov 1997 15:52:26 -0400 GMT
From: RONALD A MACLELLAN 
To: [email protected]
Subject: Song saved as ASCII Text

Fisherman's Son
Written by Jimmy Rankin
CD - The Rankin Family, Fare Thee Well Love, Capital, EMI
Copyright Co' Bhan Music Company Limited - SOCAN
Submitted by: Ron A. MacLellan 
e-mail: [email protected]


Capo 4th Fret          G       D      G
use a G with three fingers not with four

G                              D        G
I'm a fisherman's son got fisherman's ways
G                        D            G
I fished with my father in my young days
      G              F              C         Am
I learned the fine craft of the fisherman's trade
          G                 D            G            G     D    G
Just to pass to my son so he'll do the same

G                            D           G
The sea is my lifeline the shore is my home
G                            D           G
I've been to your cities I didn't stay long
      G           F                C         Am
I stared at the bright lights the dark city ways
      G                             D          G
I'll tell you that's not for me, no I didn't stay

Chorus: F      C      C/G     G       D         G
Singing La La La La La La,    La La La La La La La

G                          D              G
Some days are rough so we roll with the waves
G                      D            G
This living is tough, slack is the pay
        G                F         C           Am
But we leave with the sunrise, we wake at the dawn
G              D          G
Singing the fisherman's song 


Chorus


G                            D          G
I'm a fisherman's son got fisherman's blood
G                          D           G   
Just hauling the lobster, jigging the cod
 G                F            C         Am
And if you don't like me then leave me alone
     G                      D           G   
And I'll go on singing my fisherman's song

Chorus (twice)

G                           D          G
I'm a fisherman's son got fisherman's ways
G                        D            G
I fished with my father in my young days
      G              F             C          Am
I learned the fine craft of the fisherman's trade
         G                  D           G
Just to pass to my son so he'll do the same

Chorus (twice with no music)
Chorus (twice with music)

 G         D
La La La La La La La
 G         D
La La La La La La La
 G         D
La La La La La La La

end   G    Gadd9    G     Gadd9      G