Capo: 4 Tuning: E A D G B E

Gordon Lightfoot - Triangle CAPO: 4th Fret [INTRO:] C [VERSE 1:] Oh, the gist of it all is the first day of fall

Is the day when my ship will set ^Fsail The ^Gbest of all friends will say good-bye again There's still time for one last glass of ^Cale

[VERSE 2:] We'll sail away proudly, our backs to the wall

On a southwind and lots of good ^Fcheer And ^Gwhen we've looked over the white cliffs of Dover We'll be in Bahama next ^Cyear

[VERSE 3:] From Bermuda on down the Triangle around us

Will teach us a lesson or ^Ftwo There's ^Gmany a mate who unevenly stated The course he had charted was ^Ctrue

[VERSE 4:] "Don't worry 'bout me", he said, "Go down below

Give a certified sailor a ^Fturn Just ^Gsip on your rum or I'll give you my thumb and say, 'Son, you got something to ^Clearn'"

[CHORUS:] It's a mighty hard way to come down

And a mighty fine way to be ^Gfound So ^Chand me my ^Fgrip from an ^Cold sailing ^Fship Put the ^Ckiss of the ^Fdawn on my ^Glips With some luck tonight I might ^G7have her at my finger^Ctips

[VERSE 5:] Oh, the best of all things is the first day of spring

When the water runs heavy and ^Ffast The ^Gmermaids have all gone to Davy Jones' Ball And it seems their first trip was their ^Clast

[VERSE 6:] They had so much fun they don't wish to return

To the beach where they lay all day ^Flong They'd ^Grather stay under and boy it's no wonder When all the rock lobsters roll ^Con

It's a mighty fine way to be found [VERSE 7:] Triangle, Triangle, oh, see my ship dangle

We're bound for Bahama my ^Ffriend Like ^Glovers like danger, like babies like mangers But that's where my storybook ^Cends

[VERSE 8:] Like soldiers of fortune, believers in god

And all kings without crosses to ^Fbear All ^Gsweepers and cleaners with no misdemeanours Should try the Triangle out ^Cthere

[CHORUS:] It's a mighty hard way to come down

And a mighty fine way to be ^Gfound So ^Chand me my ^Fgrip from an ^Cold sailing ^Fship Put the ^Ckiss of the ^Fdawn on my ^Glips With some luck tonight I might ^G7have her at my finger^Ctips

[VERSE 9:] When she took her last tumble, the sea bottom rumbled

There was no confusion or ^Fblame The ^Gcaptain said, "Men we must answer again To the sea, so ye may not com^Cplain"

[VERSE 10:] And as they lay sleeping down there in the deep

With their faces turned up to the ^Fstars A ^Gtuna fish turned to a mermaid in bed and said "There goes another sand^Cbar"

[CHORUS:] It's a mighty hard way to come down

And a mighty fine way to be ^Gfound So ^Chand me my ^Fgrip from an ^Cold sailing ^Fship Put the ^Ckiss of the ^Fdawn on my ^Glips With some luck tonight I might ^G7have her at my finger^Ctips