Oystershell Road chords by Gordon Bok

• Capo on 3rd

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Difficulty: Novice

Intro:
C   Am Am7  Dm
G   Am Am7  Dm
G   Am Am7  Dm

Verse:
        C           Am               Dm
Oh, you have to dig oysters when the tide is just right
    G            Dm                       G
And sometimes it comes in the dead of the night
    C           Am        Dm
The orders came down to extinguish all lights
       F                        G
To our homes on the Oystershell Road

Verse:
    C         Am            Dm
The glow of a lantern could bring an attack
    G              Dm                      G
So, sometimes we'd sleep in the old oyster shack
    C             Am          Dm
And let ourselves down with a rake and a sack
         F                        G
Near our homes on the Oystershell Road

Verse:
C              Am                   Dm
Some came from Germany, some from Japan
     G             Dm                      G
They lived for the oysters, each woman and man
   C             Am          Dm
We said, "God go with you, return when you can
        F                        G
To your homes on the Oystershell Road"

Verse:
         C             Am          Dm
And when push comes to shove, your mettle shines through
        G             Dm                        G
And our hands and our feet somehow knew what to do
         C         Am           Dm
With the men gone away, we made such a fine crew
         F                        G       Dm   G
Near our homes on the Oystershell Road

Verse:
       C           Am          Dm
In the sea was the sub, in the air was the plane
        G          Dm                     G
But the men had it worse, so we didn't complain
        C                Am          Dm
And the neighbours would honk us all home in the rain
       F                        G
To our homes by the Oystershell Road

Verse:
      C              Am         Dm
So we helped win the war in the mud and the muck
       G               Dm                   G
And we prayed that our feet would never get stuck
         C           Am          Dm
When the tide rushes in, you can run out of luck
          F                       G       Dm   G
Near your home on the Oystershell Road

Verse:
    C       Am         Dm
Oh, how I remember the dark and the cold
      G               Dm                     G
And I prayed that our story would someday be told
       C        Am                  Dm
But it probably won't, 'cause we're getting so old
         F                        G
Near our homes on the Oystershell Road