Out From St Leonards

D G D In the mid-1960s, the news rang out clear, G D Em A Pack your bags and your nets, you must get out of here; D G D Take your picks and your shovels, your rakes and your hoes, G D Em A The government says you must pack up and go. D G D Well, the news it soon spread to the harbours and coves, G D Em A That the young crowd were leaving in hordes and in droves; D G D For to go to Toronto to follow their goals, G D Em A Or to go to Placentia to live on the dole. D G D And it's out from St Leonard's and out from Toslow, G D Em A They'd steam 'cross the bay with their houses in tow; D G D With their beds in the bow and their stoves in the stern, G D G D Bound away with their sons and their daughters. D G D Now, Skipper Jim Pittman he said he wouldn't go, G D Em A While there's nets to be mended and hay to be mowed; D G D He said he'd never work, no matter the pay, G D Em A In some hockey stick factory out Stephenville way. D G D And it's out from St Leonard's and out from Toslow, G D Em A They'd steam 'cross the bay with their houses in tow; D G D With their beds in the bow and their stoves in the stern, G D G D Bound away with their sons and their daughters. D G D Now, on all politicians they cursed and they swore, G D Em A They rather would fight off in some distant war; D G D For when they ceased to ramble and they ceased to roam, G D Em A They'd like to return to a place they called home. D G D And it's out from St Leonard's and out from Toslow, G D Em A They'd steam 'cross the bay with their houses in tow; D G D With their beds in the bow and their stoves in the stern, G D G D Bound away with their sons and their daughters. D G D Now the islands and harbours and coves are ghost towns, G D Em A You need a longliner to harvest the ground; D G D And a big oil refinery now stands as a shrine, G D Em A To the daughters and sons who remember the time. D G D And it's out from St Leonard's and out from Toslow, G D Em A They'd steam 'cross the bay with their houses in tow; D G D With their beds in the bow and their stoves in the stern, G D G D Bound away with their sons and their daughters. D G D And it's out from St Leonard's and out from Toslow, G D Em A They'd steam 'cross the bay with their houses in tow; D G D With their beds in the bow and their stoves in the stern, G D G D Bound away with their sons and their daughters. G D G D Bound away with their sons and their daughters. G D G D Bound away with their sons and their daughters.