The Reach

[D]  [D]   [A]  [E]         [D]  [D]   [A]  [E]

[E]It's Maine and it's Autumn
The Birches have just begun [F#m]turni[B]ng
[E]It's life and it's dying
The lobsterman's boats come [F#m]return[B]ing
With the [C#m]catch of the day in their [A]holds
And the [E]young boys cold and c[F#m]omplain[B]ing
[A]The fog meets the beaches

And out on the Reach it is raining.  [D]  [D]-  [A]  [E]   ...   [D]  [D]-  [A]  [E]

[E]It's father and son
It's the way it's been done since the [F#m]old d[B]ays
[E]It's hauling by hand ten miles out from the land
Where their c[F#m]how wa[B]its
And the [C#m]days are all lonley and l[A]ong
And the s[E]eas grow so stormy and st[F#m]rong, b[B]ut...
[E]The Reach will sing welcome

as homeward they hurry along

        [E]And the morning will blow away
        As the waves crash and f[A]all
        And The Reach like a [E]siren sings
        As she beckons and [F#m]calls[A]
        As the coastline rec[E]edes from view
        And the seas swell and [A]grow
        I will take from The [E]Reach
        All the she has to [F#m]teach[A]
        To the d[B]epths of my s[E]oul

[E]The wind brings a chill
There's a frost on the sill in the [F#m]morni[B]ng
[E]It creeps through the door
And out on the shore, ice is f[F#m]ormin[B]g
Soon the [C#m]Northers will bluster and [A]blow
And the [E]woods will be whitened with s[F#m]nowfa[B]ll
And The [E]Reach will lie frozen

For the lost and unchosen to row.

Note:  D-  I don't know the name of this chord, but it's just a D with
           your finger off the E string.