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INtro - Am - C -Am - C - Am - C - G - Am
(verse 1)
Am C
If the waves roll rough as in days before
G Am
Still we put our boats to sea
C
The take has been tough, we're counting on more
G Am - C - Am - G - Am
To make the season pay
(verse 2)
It was back in '83 my brothers and me
laid our poor father in his grave
Even though he's dead and gone, his voice lives on
In the hiss and pull of the waves
C G
We'll carry on, carry on
F C G
sing these words through all the damage done
F C F
The old salt would say, I my father's son
Am C
Come hell or high water
G Am
We'll carry on,
(verse 3)
In smokey gray rooms, beneath bare lightbulbs,
The accusations fly
What the hell do they want, they've taken enough
From this way of life once mine
Chorus and Am-C/B-C - Am-C/B-C - Am-C/B-C-G-Am
Verse4
It's a merciless scheme, not a fisherman's dream
The way the tide has turned
For not long before, by these restless shores
A man could his living earn
Chorus
ending
F C
Hell or high water
F C
Hell or high water
F C
Hell or high water
G Am - C/B - C - Am7 - G - Am
we'll carry