White Squall chords by Stan Rogers

WHITE SQUALL - Stan Rogers

     F
Now it's just my luck to have the watch, with nothing left to do
  G
But watch the deadly waters glide, as we roll north to the Soo
  F
And wonder when they'll turn again, and pitch us to the rail
  C
And whirl off one more youngster in the gale


  F
The kid was so damned eager, it was all so big and new
  G
You never had to tell him twice, or find him work to do
  F
And evenings on the mess deck, he was always first to sing
  C
And show us pictures of the girl he'd wed in spring

CHORUS ONE (after verses 1, 3,):
   E
But I told that kid a hundred times, don't take the lakes for granted
    G
They'll go from calm to a hundred knots, so fast they seem en-chanted
    F
But to-night some red-eyed Wiarton girl, lies staring at the wall
    C
And her lover's gone in-to a white squall

  F
Now it's a thing that us old-timers know, in a sultry summer calm
  G
There comes a blow from nowhere, and it goes off like a bomb
  F
And a sixteen thousand tonner can be thrown upon her beam
  C
While the gale takes all before it with a scream
  F
The kid was on the hatches, lying staring at the sky
  G
From where I stood, I swear I could, see tears fall from his eye
  F
So I hadn't the heart to tell him, that he should be on a line
  C
Even on a night so warm and fine

WHITE SQUALL   PAGE TWO

    F
When it struck, he sat up with a start, I roared to him: Get down
    G
But for all that he could hear, I might as well not made a sound

F
So I clung there to the stanchions and I felt my face grow pale
   C
As he crawled hand-over-hand along the rail


      F
Now I could feel her heeling over with the fury of the blow
   F
And I watched the rail go under then, so terrible and slow
     F
Then like some great dog she shook herself and roared upright a-gain
   C
While overside I heard him call my name


    F
So it's just my luck to have the watch, with nothing left to do
  G
But watch the deadly waters glide, as we roll north to the Soo
  F
And wonder when they'll turn again, and pitch us to the rail
  C
And whirl off one more youngster in the gale


CHORUS TWO:
   E
And I tell these kids a hundred times, don't take the lakes for granted
    G
They'll go from calm to a hundred knots, so fast they seem en-chanted
    F
But to-night some red-eyed Wiarton girl, lies staring at the wall
    C
And her lover's gone into a white squall