Gordon Bok - Snow gull the seagull of the land-under-waves

^GSnow white sea gull high, ou-a-dee Tell to me, ^Emwhere, oh, ^Dwhere thou ^Emrest them And ^Gsigh, arie oh-ho Where our fair young ^Amlads are ^Emresting

^GOr an arie oh, ^Cou-a-^Gdee ^COh air-e-^Goh ^Emoh-hay-^Amor-an a^Emrai ^GI ^Carie-oh ^Gho ^CGrief with^Gin my ^Dheart is ^Emnesting ^GOr an-a^Drie-^Goh

^GHeart to heart they lie, side by side Sea foam the sigh, ^Emfrom their ^Dcold lips ^Emcoming ^GSea rack their shrouds And their harps the ^Amcold sea ^Emmoaning

^GOr an arie oh, ^Cou-a-^Gdee ^COh air-e-^Goh ^Emoh-hay-^Amor-an a^Emrai ^GI ^Carie-oh ^Gho ^CGrief with^Gin my ^Dheart is ^Emnesting ^GOr an-a^Drie-^Goh

^GSnow white sea gull high, ou-a-dee Tell to me ^Emwhere, ahh, ^Dwhere thou ^Emrest them I a^Grie-oh ho Where our fair young ^Amlads are ^Emresting

^GOr an arie oh, ^Cou-a-^Gdee ^COh air-e-^Goh ^Emoh-hay-^Amor-an a^Emrai ^GSea ^Crack their ^Gshroud ^CAnd their ^Gharps the ^Dcold sea ^Emmoaning

^GOr an arie oh, ^Cou-a-^Gdee ^COh air-e-^Goh ^Emoh-hay-^Amor-an a^Emrai ^GI ^Carie-oh ^Gho ^CGrief with^Gin my ^Dheart is ^Emnesting ^GOr an-a^Drie-^Goh