Chords:
{t:Banks Of Newfoundland}
{artist:Matthew Byrne }
{key: Dm}
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YZvT39kwsPo
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[Dm] [C] [Dm] [C] [Dm]
Me [Dm] bully boys of Liverpool I'll [C] have you all be-[Dm]ware
When [Dm] you sail in them packet ships no [Am] dungaree jackets [Dm] wear
But [F] have a good monkey [Dm] jacket all [F] ready to your [C] hand
For there [Dm] blow some cold nor'westers on the [C] Banks of Newfound-[Dm]land
We'll [F] scrape her and we'll [Dm] scrub her, with [F] holystone and [C] sand
For there [Dm] blow some cold nor'westers on the [C] Banks of Newfound-[Dm]land
Well we [Dm] had Jack Lynch from Ballynahinch, Mike [C] Murphy and some [Dm] more
And I [Dm] tell you well, they suffered like hell on the [C] way to Balti-[Dm]more
They [F] pawned their gear in [Dm] Liverpool, and they [F] sailed as they did [C] stand
For there [Dm] blow some cold nor'westers on the [C] Banks of Newfound-[Dm]land
We'll [F] scrape her and we'll [Dm] scrub her, with [F] holystone and [C] sand
For there [Dm] blow some cold nor'westers on the [C] Banks of Newfound-[Dm]land
Well the [Dm] mate he stood on the fo'c'sle [C] head and loudly he did [Dm] roar
Come [Dm] rattle her in, me lucky lads, you're [C] bound for America's [Dm] shore
Come [F] wipe the blood off that [Dm] dead man's face, and [F] haul or you'll be [C] damned
For there [Dm] blow some cold nor'westers on the [C] Banks of Newfound-[Dm]land
We'll [F] scrape her and we'll [Dm] scrub her, with [F] holystone and [C] sand
For there [Dm] blow some cold nor'westers on the [C] Banks of Newfound-[Dm]land
And [Dm] now it's reef and reif, me boys, with the [C] canvas frozen [Dm] hard
At each [Dm] mountain pass every mother's son on a [C] ninety-foot tops'l-[Dm]yard
Never [F] mind about boots or [Dm] oilskins, but [F] haul or you'll be [C] damned
For there [Dm] blow some cold nor'westers on the [C] Banks of Newfound-[Dm]land
We'll [F] scrape her and we'll [Dm] scrub her, with [F] holystone and [C] sand
For there [Dm] blow some cold nor'westers on the [C] Banks of Newfound-[Dm]land
And [Dm] now we're off the hook, me boys, and the [C] land is white with [Dm] snow
And [Dm] soon we'll see that pay table and we'll [C] spend the whole night be-[Dm]low
And [F] on the docks, coming [Dm] down in flocks, them [F] pretty girls will [C] say
Well it's [Dm] snugger with me than on the sea, on the [C] Banks of Newfound-[Dm]land
We'll [F] scrape her and we'll [Dm] scrub her, with [F] holystone and [C] sand
For there [Dm] blow some cold nor'westers on the [C] Banks of Newfound-[Dm]land
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We'll [F] scrape her and we'll [Dm] scrub her, with [F] holystone and [C] sand
For there [Dm] blow some cold nor'westers on the [C] Banks of Newfound-[Dm]land
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