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SAFE IN THE HARBOUR Time: 3/4 Tenor: C Bass: Bb - Eric Bogle, 1984, Record: Where The Wind Blows - Record: Margaret Cristl: Looking Towards Home - Source: Eric Bogle songbook, page 42 (C) , Rise Up Singing, page 205 (C)
INTRO: G, C, G, C, F, C, G, C, C
Have you stood by the ocean, on a diamond-hard morning
And felt the hor-izon stir deep in your soul
Watched the wake of a steamer as it cut through blue water
(*) And been gripped by a fever you just can't con-trol
Oh to throw off the shackles and fly with the seagulls
(*) To where green waves tumble before a driving sea wind
Or to lie on the decking on a warm summer's evening
Watch the red sun fall burning, be-neath the earth's rim
CHORUS:
But to every sailor, comes time to drop anchor
Haul in the sails, and make the lines fast
You deep water dreamer, your journey is over
* You're safe in the harbour at last
* You're safe in the harbour at last
NOTES: - Commemorates Stan Roger's tragic death in 1983
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SAFE IN THE HARBOUR (page 2)
Some men are sailors, but most are just dreamers
Held fast by the anchors they forge in their minds
Who in ther hearts know they'll never sail over deep water (*) To search for a treasure they're a-fraid they won't find
So in sheltered harbours, they cling to their anchors (*) Bank down their boilers and shut down their steam
And wait for the sailors to re-turn with bright treasures
That will fan the dull embers and fire up their dreams
CHORUS:
But to every sailor, comes time to drop anchor
Haul in the sails, and make the lines fast
You deep water dreamer, your journey is over * You're safe in the harbour at last * You're safe in the harbour at last
And some men are schemers who laugh at the dreamers
Take the gold from the sailors and turn it to dross
They're men in a prison, they're men without vision (*) Whose only hor-izon is profit and loss
So when storm clouds come sailing a-cross your blue ocean (*) Hold fast to your dreaming for all that your're worth
For as long as there's dreamers, there will always be sailors
Bringing back their bright treasures from the corners of earth
ENDING: CHORUS, FOLLOWED BY A "C" CHORD
NOTES: - "*" in the chord line represents a new bar, play same chord - "." in the lyric line represents a 1/8 note rest
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