Gordon Bok - Canso strait

In Canso Strait our vessel ^Em7lay We'd just re^A7turned from ^Gout the ^DBay ^{Em7 D} A schooner built both stout and ^Em7strong And to ^A7Gloucester she did be^Dlong

We were homeward bound and ready for ^Em7sea When our drunken ^A7captain got ^Gon a ^Dspree ^{Em7 D} He come on board and to us did ^Em7say "Get your ^A7anchors, boys, and fill a^Dway"

Well, we got our anchors at his com^Em7mand And with all sail ^A7set, we ^Gleft the ^Dland ^{Em7 D} We left old Sand Point on our ^Em7lee And headed her ^A7out against a steep head-^Dsea

Well, the night come on, the dark clouds ^Em7lower The wind did ^A7howl and the ^Gwaves did ^Droar ^{Em7 D} An angry wave from the angry ^Em7sky It knocked her ^A7down about half-mast ^Dhigh

Well, the jib-sheets parted, which ^Em7eased her some She come head-to-^A7wind and she ^Grose a^Dgain ^{Em7 D} We got our jibs in and a new sheet ^Em7bent And straight'way ^A7aft to our captain ^Dwent

We kindly asked him to shorten ^Em7sail Or we'd be ^A7lost in the ^Gheavy ^Dgale ^{Em7 D} He cursed and swore, that if the wind would ^Em7blow He'd show us ^A7how his old boat could ^Dgo

Then up spoke one of our gallant ^Em7men "There's twelve of ^A7us right ^Ghere at ^Dhand ^{Em7 D} We'll reef her down and to sea we'll ^Em7go And if you re^A7fuse, you'll be tied be^Dlow"

Well, the seas did roar and the wind did ^Em7rave We never ^A7thought our ^Glives we'd ^Dsave ^{Em7 D} But we reefed her down to her own suc^Em7cess She's like a ^A7bird swinging for the ^Dnest

She's headed up off the Cape Shore ^Em7now She knocks the ^A7white foam ^Goff her ^Dbow ^{Em7 D} Oh, never again will I ever ^Em7sail With a drunken ^A7captain and a heavy ^Dgale