Schooner Fare - My hearts in cape breton tonight

It’s a ^GSaturday ^AmNight And we’re ^Gout on the ^Amtown My ^Gnew friends and ^Cme all ^Dalone^D7 We’ll ^Amsing the old l^Dove songs We’ll make ^Ctoasts all ^Daround To l^Amiving, to ^Cloving, to ^Dhome ^D7

Then I’ll ^Amthink of just^D how much I miss ^Gyou^{D Em} And it ^Gseems I’ve been ^Amout here for ^Emyears Then ^Amsomeone will ^Dplay that ^Gold fiddle ^Ctune And I^Am’ll have to ^Chold back the ^Dtears^D7

So ^Amforgive me my f^Driends if I ^Gseem far ^Caway In a ^Cmoment I ^Gshould be a^Amlright^D Though my ^Ghands hold me here working ^Cday after ^Gday My ^CHeart’s in ^DCape Breton, ^GTonight

Since I ^Gleft Nova ^AmScotia For the ^Gwork I have ^Amfound I have ^Gkept all my ^Cmemories ^Dwithin^D7 All the ^Amwarm nights and l^Daughter In ^CWaterford ^Dtown All the ^Amlights on the ^Ccauseway With the ^Amfog rolling ^Din

Then I’ll think o^Amf just how mu^Dch I miss ^Gyou ^{D Em} And ^Ghow I’m out ^Amhere on my ^Emown Then ^Amsomeone will ^Dplay that ^Gold fiddle ^Ctune And I ^Amstart to f^Cind my way ^Dhome ^D7

So ^Amforgive me my f^Driends if I ^Gseem far ^Caway In a ^Cmoment I ^Gshould be a^Amlright^D Though my ^Ghands hold me here working ^Cday after ^Gday My ^CHeart’s in ^DCape Breton, ^GTonight