#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------# Song: =Fogarty's Cove Band: =Stan Rogers Tabbed by: =Brad Simms Email: =rasp@cannabismail.com tab= This is the first song i've tab'd so it will be kind of crappy, the leads are played on a banjo or something but I play them on them anyway. Fogarty's Cove. Stan Rogers Fogarty's Cove Music, 1976. Verse Lead 2ed Time round it ends... E:--------------3-5-3-5h-3-3---------------------- \--------3--- B:-0-2-3-3-3-5-7----------3---5-7-7-8-7-5--------- \4-4-5-7----- G:--------------------------------------4-4-5-7--2 \------------ D:------------------------------------------------ \------------ A:------------------------------------------------ \------------ e:------------------------------------------------ \------------ Chours Lead E:-2-5-7-7-7-5-----------5------------------------------ B:------------5--5-5-5-7---7-8-8-10--8-7-5-7--5-5-h7---- G:--------------------------------------------------6-7- D:------------------------------------------------------ A:------------------------------------------------------ e:------------------------------------------------------ Exit E:---------------3---------------- B:-0-2-3-3-3-5-7---7p5----5p3--3-- G:---------------------6-----4---- D:-------------------------------- A:-------------------------------- e:-------------------------------- D G D G We just lost sight of the Queens-port light down the bay before us Bm G A And the wind has blown some cold today with just a wee touch of snow D G D G Bm Along the shore from Lazy head hard abeam half island tonight we let G D the anchor go down in Fogerty's cove Chorus Bm A Em Fm She will walk the sandy shore so plain Watch the combers roll in G G D A D Til I come to Wild Rose Chance again Down in Fogarty's Cove Bm A Em Fm she'll walk the sandy shore again Watch the combers roll in G G D A D Til I come to Wild Rose Chance again Down in Fogarty's Cove. My Sally's like a raven's wing, her hair is like her mother's With hands that make quick work of a chore And eyes like the top of a srove Come suppertime she'll walk the beach wrapped in my old duffle With her eyes upon the Masthead Reach, down in Fogarty's Cove To Chorus Repeat Chorus She cries when I'm away to sea, nags me when I'm with her She'd rather I'd a government job, or maybe go on the dole But I love her wave as I put about and nose into the channel My Sally keeps a supper and a bed for me down in Fogarty's Cove Repeat Chorus twice.