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Nautical Disaster

Tragically Hip
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D-DU-UDU
 I had this dream  where I relished  the fray
 and the screaming  filled my  head all day.
 It was as though  I'd been spit  here, settled in,
 into the pocket  of a lighthouse  on some  rocky socket,
 off the coast  of France, dear.
 One afternoon,  four thousand men  died in the water here
 and five  hundred more  were thrashing madly  as parasites might
 in your  blood.
 Now I was in a lifeboat  designed  for ten and ten only,
 anything  that systematic  would get you hated.
 It's not  a deal nor a test  nor a love  of something fated-(uh).
 The selection was  quick, the crew was picked  (in order)
 and those  left in the water  got kicked  off our pantleg
 and we headed  for home.
 Then the dream  ends when the phone  rings, you doing alright
 he said it's out  there most days  and nights,
 but only  a fool  would complain.
 Anyway Susan,  if you like,  our conversation
 is as faint  as a sound  in my memory,
 as those fingernails  scratching on my  hull.

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Readable chord sheet for Nautical Disaster by Tragically Hip

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

I had this [Em]dream where I r[D]elished the f[G]ray
and the [D]screaming filled [Em]my head all [D]day.     [C]             [D]
It was as [Em]though I'd been [D]spit here, settled [G]in,
into the [D]pocket of a [Em]lighthouse on [D]some rocky [C]socket,
off the [D]coast of France, dear. [Em]          [D]
One after[G]noon, four thousand [D]men died in the [Em]water [D]here
and [C]five hundred [D]more were thrashing [Em]madly as [D]parasites [G]might
in [D]your blood.  [Em]           [D]                   [C]                           [D]

Now I was in a [Em]lifeboat designe[D]d for ten and ten [G]only,
any[D]thing that system[Em]atic would get you [D]hated.
It's [C]not a deal nor a [D]test nor a [Em]love of something [D]fated-([G]uh).  [D]
The selection [Em]was quick, the crew was [D]picked (in [G]order)
and [D]those left in the [Em]water got [D]kicked off our [C]pantleg   [D]
and we [Em]headed for home.     [G]             [C]                    [D]

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

Then the [Em]dream ends when the [D]phone rings, you doing [G]alright
he said it's [D]out there most [Em]days and nights,
but [D]only a [C]fool would comp[D]lain.
Any[Em]way [D]Susan, if you [G]like, our conver[D]sation
is as [Em]faint as a [D]sound in my [C]memory, [D]
as those [Em]fingernails[D] scratching on [G]my hull.   [D]        [Em]              [D]                  [C]                      [D]

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

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