Andrew Duhon - The moorings

^DOh my darling my dear I have ^Greason to fear That you ^Dknow not the man you’re ^Gadorin^Dg From the ^Gdark salty s^Dea I found r^Aefuge in t^Bmhee But I’m s^Doon to be loosening my ^Amoorin^Dgs

^DOh my darling my dear I have ^Greason to ^Dfear That you know not the man you’re ^Gadorin^Dg From the ^Gdark salty s^Dea I found r^Aefuge in thee But I’m s^Doon to be loosening my ^Amoorin^Dgs

And I’ll hold on ^Ghope when I let you ^Dgo Though you loved me ^Awell, I set out ^Bmalone And I will trust these ^Gwinds That they will not ^Dfail Open up my h^Aeart Let it be my s^Dail

^DAnd I pray when I’m gone you don’t f^Geel I done you ^Dwrong But if so I will seek my ^Grepent^Dance A convict^Ged fool I ^Dam chained to the^A pen in my hand And my da^Drling I must serve this ^Asente^Dnce

And I’ll hold on ^Ghope when I let you ^Dgo Though you loved me ^Awell, I set out ^Bmalone And I will trust these ^Gwinds That they will not ^Dfail Open up my h^Aeart Let it be my s^Dail

^DFor the day it will come when my tra^Gveling is ^Ddone And I’ll search for a light on the ^Gshoreli^Dne Though I ^Gknow your harbor ^Dslips hold vessels ^Aworthier than me If ^Dthere’s room would you cast to me ^Ayour ^Dline

And I’ll hold on ^Ghope when I let you ^Dgo Though you loved me ^Awell, I set out ^Bmalone And I will trust these ^Gwinds That they will not ^Dfail Open up my h^Aeart Let it be my s^Bmail Open up ^Gmy he^Aart Let it be my sa^Dil