Stan Rogers – White Squall chords

WHITE SQUALL - Stan Rogers

         C               C                    Am              FNow it's just my luck to have the watch, with nothing left to do
    E                E                   Dm                GBut watch the deadly waters glide, as we roll north to the Soo
    C                   C               Am              FAnd wonder when they'll turn again, and pitch us to the rail
    Em                 G                C        CAnd whirl off one more youngster in the gale


    C                 C             Am             FThe kid was so damned eager, it was all so big and new
    E            E                  Dm               GYou never had to tell him twice, or find him work to do
    C               C                 Am              FAnd evenings on the mess deck, he was always first to sing
    Em                      G                C        CAnd show us pictures of the girl he'd wed in spring


CHORUS ONE (after verses 1, 3,):
      G               G/B                  F                  EBut I told that kid a hundred times, don't take the lakes for granted
        Am                E                 Dm                GThey'll go from calm to a hundred knots, so fast they seem en-chanted
       C                   C                  Am             FBut to-night some red-eyed Wiarton girl, lies staring at the wall
        E               G          C         CAnd her lover's gone in-to a white squall

    C                 C             Am             FNow it's a thing that us old-timers know, in a sultry summer calm
    E            E                  Dm               GThere comes a blow from nowhere, and it goes off like a bomb
    C               C                 Am              FAnd a sixteen thousand tonner can be thrown upon her beam
    Em                      G                C        CWhile the gale takes all before it with a scream

    C                 C             Am             FThe kid was on the hatches, lying staring at the sky
    E            E                  Dm               GFrom where I stood, I swear I could, see tears fall from his eye
    C               C                 Am              FSo I hadn't the heart to tell him, that he should be on a line
    Em                      G                C        CEven on a night so warm and fine

WHITE SQUALL     PAGE TWO

        C                 C               Am                 FWhen it struck, he sat up with a start, I roared to him: Get down
        E                 E                Dm              GBut for all that he could hear, I might as well not made a sound
     
C                  C                Am                FSo I clung there to the stanchions and I felt my face grow pale
      Em                G              C     CAs he crawled hand-over-hand along the rail


            C                C             Am          FNow I could feel her heeling over with the fury of the blow
      E                   E              Dm           FAnd I watched the rail go under then, so terrible and slow
          C                  C                 Am               FThen like some great dog she shook herself and roared upright a-gain
      Em         G                 C      CWhile overside I heard him call my name


        C               C                    Am              FSo it's just my luck to have the watch, with nothing left to do
    E                E                   Dm                GBut watch the deadly waters glide, as we roll north to the Soo
    C                   C               Am              FAnd wonder when they'll turn again, and pitch us to the rail
    Em                 G                C        CAnd whirl off one more youngster in the gale


CHORUS TWO:
      G                 G/B                  F                  EAnd I tell these kids a hundred times, don't take the lakes for granted
        Am                E                 Dm                GThey'll go from calm to a hundred knots, so fast they seem en-chanted
       C                   C                  Am             FBut to-night some red-eyed Wiarton girl, lies staring at the wall
        E              G          C         CAnd her lover's gone into a white squall