England Lyrics

hords, relative to capo 5th fret
C G A B A2 A3 (substitue for A)
Picking pattern (Open C)
horus
We were far from the shores of England
Far from our children and wives
To play our hand in the new found land, Where the wind cuts like a knife
We were far from the shores of England
We shipped on board the Maryanne
To find a better life
And we walked across the water When she broke up on the ice
We came ashore in Carbonear
With nothing but our rights
And I wondered if I e'er again Would see my London lights
horus
We were far from the shores of England
Far from our children and wives
To play our hand in the new found land, Where the wind cuts like a knife
We were far from the shores of England
We spend our days amid the waves
Working water, hook and twine
We would go for weeks with blistered cheeks Waiting for the sun to shine
But as long as the sky hold over us
We will not taste the brine
And we'll curse the cod With the fear of God As we haul in every line
horus
We were far from the shores of England
Far from our children and wives
To play our hand in the new found land, Where the wind cuts like a knife
We were far from the shores of England
Far from our native soil
To chase a wish and hunt the Fish And on the rocks to toil
We were far from the shores of England
ehind the Solo
Should we find fortune's favor
And be spared from the gale
We will live off honest labour With our hearts as big as sails
But if I should die don't bury me
Or leave me to the sea
Send my bones back to my home Where my spirit can be free
horus
We were far from the shores of England
Far from our children and wives
To play our hand in the Newfoundland, Where the wind cuts like a knife
We were far from the shores of England
Far from our native soil
To chase a wish and hunt the Fish And on the rocks to toil
We were far from the shores of England