Cliffs of Baccalieu 4/4 Stan Rogers
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We were / bound home in Oct — / ober,
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From the / shores of Labra — / dor,
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Trying to / head a strong Nor?- / easter and
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snow / too,
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But the / wind swept down up- / on us, and
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The / day was dark as / night,
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Just be — / fore we made,
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The / land at Bacca — / lieu,
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Now we / tried to clear the / island,
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As we / brought her further / south,
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But the / wind from up,
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The / Nor?east stronger / blew,
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Till our lookout soon he / shouted, and
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There lay dead a — / head,
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Though a / snow squall,
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Loomed the / Rocks at Bacca — / lieu
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But it was / hard down by the / tiller,
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As we / struggled with the / sheets,
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Tryin? our / best ?to haul ?em / in a foot or / two,
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Till our / decks so sharply / tilted,
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We could / barely keep our / feet,
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As we / struggled,
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On the / Rocks at Bacca — / lieu.
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Now the / combers beat her / under, and
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I / thought she?d never / rise, and
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Her / main boom, it was / bending nigh in / two,
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With her / lee rails two foot / under,
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Three / hands upon the / wheel,
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Sure we / hauled her,
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From the / Rocks at Bacca — / lieu.
Break: One verse Instrumental with
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To / leeward was the / island,
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To / leeward was the / shore, and
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That / blinding sleet could,
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Cut you through and / through,
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But our / hearts were beating / gladly,
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For no / longer could we / gaze,
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Down to / leeward,
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At the / Rocks of Bacca — / lieu,
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Down to / leeward,
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At the / Rocks of Bacca — / lieu,
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