歌谱：white squall(TXT吉他谱)

WHITE SQUALL   Time: 4/4     Stan Rogers
From Fresh Water 1982submitted by Ken Lee
kandvlee@shaw.ca
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Now it's / just my luck to / have the watch, with / nothing left to / do,
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But / watch the deadly / waters glide, as we / roll north to the 
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/ Sault, and
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Wonder when they'll / turn again, and / pitch us to the / rail, and
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Whirl off one more /  youngster in the / gale.
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The / kid was so damned / eager, it was / all so big and / new,
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You / never had to / tell him twice, or / find him work to / do, and
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Evenings on the / mess deck, he was / always first to / sing, and
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Show us / pictures of the / girl he'd wed in / spring.

Chorus One (after verses 1, 2, 3,) Followed by run

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But I / told that kid a / hundred times, don't / take the lakes for 
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granted.
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They'll / go from calm to a / hundred knots, so / fast they seem en 
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- / chanted,
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But to - / night some red - eyed / Whiarton girl, lies / staring at the

Wall, and
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Her / lover's gone in - / to a white / squall.

Now it's a / thing that us old - / timers know, in a / sultry summer calm,
There / comes a blow from / nowhere, and it / goes off like a bomb, and
A / fifteen thousand / tonner can be / thrown up