The Grey Funnel Line

[Em]   [C]   [D]   [G]
[Em]   [C]   [D]   [G]


Don't mind the [G]rain or the rolling sea

The weary night never worri[D]es me

But the hardest [G/B]time in a sailor's [Cmaj7]day

Is to watch the [Em]sun[C] as it [D]dies a-[G]way

Here's one more [Em]day on the [C]Grey [D]Funnel [G]Line

[Em]   [C]   [D]   [G]


The finest [G]ship that sails the sea

Is still a prison for the likes of [D]me

But give me [G/B]wings like Noah's [Cmaj7]dove

I'll fly up [Em]harbour[C] to the [D]girl I [G]love

And it's one more [Em]day on the [C]Grey [D]Funnel [G]Line

[Em]   [C]   [D]   [G]


Oh Lord if dreams were only [G]real

I'd have my hands on that wooden [D]wheel

And with all my [G/B]heart I'd turn her [Cmaj7]round

And tell the [Em]boys[C] that we're [D]homeward[G] bound

And it's one more [Em]day on the [C]Grey [D]Funnel [G]Line

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(as the verse)

[G]   [D]   [G/B]   [Cmaj7]
[Em]  [C]   [D]     [G]
[Em]  [C]   [D]     [G]


I'll pass the time like some machine

Until the waters turn to [D]green

Then I'll dance on [G/B]down that walk a-[Cmaj7]shore

And sail the [Em]Grey[C] Funnel [D]Line no [G]more

And sail the [Em]Grey Funnel [C]Line [D]no [G]more

I hope I've done it justice!

Kevin O'Brien
Watford
England
October 2011