The Surf And The Silver Fishes

E C#m A E Cold is the Clyde when the autumn is turning A E F# B7 Cuts to the bone when the wind starts to blow E C#m A E Not long to go till the cold watch is over A E F# B7 E Then will be my turn to sleep down below B C#m At home Katie Ann and the girls will be sleeping A E F# B7 Maybe right now they are dreaming of me E C#m A E What would I give to be right there beside them A E F# B7 E How strange when I am that I dream of the sea E C#m A E For it's all I know the surf and the silver fishes A E F# B7 If I've taken from them, they've taken from me E C#m A E And I long for the landing on the key to be standing A E F# B7 E For I'm weary of dancing to the tune of the sea E C#m A B E C#m A E White horses prancing look fine from your window A E F# B7 But somehow their beauty is wasted on me E C#m A E For when you're forced to look deep in their dark eyes A E F# B7 E Concern for your welfare is not what you see B C#m The old trawler's mine, now I don't owe a penny A E F# B7 There's only the diesel and pay for the crew E C#m A E But my debts to the sea still remain on the ledger A E F# B7 E And if they're called, what the hell can I do E C#m A E For it's all I know the surf and the silver fishes A E F# B7 If I've taken from them, they've taken from me E C#m A E And I long for the landing on the key to be standing A E F# B7 E For I'm weary of dancing to the tune of the sea