Mean Mary - Sierra leone

I ^Cfound an old ^Gletter caught ^Cunder a ^Gstone By the ^Csea in the ^Glee of the ^Fcliffs, all a^Glone Its ^Cpages were ^Amtattered from ^Emwhere it had ^Fblown To ^Dmland from the ^Chand of a ^Gsailor, un^Cknown ^FThere by the ^Ccoast of Si^Gerra Le^Cone

"Dear Friend", it ^Gread, "I have ^Cmissed you, you ^Gknow When you ^Cwalked and you ^Gtalked with me ^Fso long a^Ggo I ^Cshoved you a^Amside as I ^Emrushed to and ^Ffro ^DmFriend, my old ^Cfriend, who ^Gnever let ^Cgo" ^{F C G C Am}

^EmFriend, my old ^Ffriend, who looked out for ^Cme Through squalls and long ^Fhauls, while I sailed the ^Gsea I ^Amneed your ^Gwatchful ^Ceye at the ^Fprow I know that ^Cyou know, I’m ^Amkneeling here ^Cnow

My ^Cship hugs the ^Grocks, and the ^Cgale’s my back ^Gdoor ^CLashing and ^Gsmashing and ^Fwaging its ^Gwar My ^Ccrew man the ^Amlifeboat, please ^Emsee them a^Fshore All ^Dmtold, it won’t ^Chold even ^Gone person ^Cmore ^FHere by Si^Cerra Le^Gone’s rocky ^Cfloor

Forgive my neg^Glect, old ^Cfriend, it was my ^Gloss I ^Cwait for my ^Gfate as the ^Fship starts to ^Gtoss I ^Cfeel the cold ^Amwaters, I ^Emsee the dark ^Fmoss Will I ^Dmsail through this ^Cgale or to ^Gheaven on a ^Ccross? ^{F C G C Am}

^EmFriend, my old ^Ffriend, who looked out for ^Cme Through squalls and long ^Fhauls, while I sailed the ^Gsea ^AmI’ll take the ^Gwheel if ^Cyou’ll ride the ^Fbow You know that ^CI know, you’re ^Amstanding here ^Cnow

As I ^Cstood on the ^Grocks of Si^Cerra Le^Gone By the ^Csea, the blue ^Gsea of Si^Ferra Le^Gone ^CClose by the ^Amspot where the ^Emletter had ^Fblown And ^Dmthought for ^Cnaught of the ^Gsailor, un^Cknown ^FThere by the ^Ccoast of Si^Gerra Le^Cone

Then I saw old ^Gletters carved ^Cinto the ^Gstone By the ^Csea, the blue ^Gsea of Si^Ferra Le^Gone '^CThank you, old ^AmFriend', just ^Emthose words, a^Flone Carved ^Dmthere like a ^Cprayer by a ^Gsailor, un^Cknown ^FHere on the ^Ccoast of Si^Gerra Le^Cone ^FHere by the ^Chand of a ^Gsailor, un^Cknown