[ Предположительная тональность: C ] Intro: C Am C Am Verse 1: C Am F G How still lies the bay in the light western airs Dm F G Which blow from the crimson horizon C C7 F G Once more we tack home with a dry empty hold Dm F G Saving gas with the breezes so fair C Am F G She's a kindly Cape Isander, old, but still sound Dm F G But so lost in the longliner's shadow C C7 F G Make and break, and make do, but the fish are so few Dm F C That she won't be replaced should she founder Verse 2: C Am F G It's so hard to not think of before the big war Dm F G When the cod were so cheap and so plenty C C7 F G Foreign trawlers go by now with long-seeing eyes Dm F G Taking all, where we seldom take any C Am F G And the young folk don't stay with the fisherman's way Dm F G Long ago, they all moved to the cities C C7 F G And the ones left behind, old, tired, and blind Dm F C Can't work for "a pound or a penny". Chorus: F G C In Make and Break Harbour the boats are so few Am G F G Too many are pulled up and rotten C Am C F Most houses stand empty, old nets hung to dry G F C Are blown away, lost and forgotten. Verse 3: C Am F G Now I can see the big draggers have stirred up the bay Dm F G Leaving lobster traps smashed on the bottom C C7 F G Can they think it don't pay to respect the old ways Dm F G That Make and Break men have not forgotton? C Am F G For we still keep our time to the turn of the tide Dm F G And this boat that I built with my father C C7 F G Still lifts to the sky! The one lunger and I Dm F C Still talk like old friends on the water. Chorus (twice): F G C In Make and Break Harbour the boats are so few Am G F G Too many are pulled up and rotten C Am C F Most houses stand empty, old nets hung to dry G F C Are blown away, lost and forgotten. Extro: C Am C F G F C