C F
We just lost sight of the Queen’s Port light
C F
Round the Bay behind us – and the
Am F
Wind has blown some cold today
F G
With just a wee touch of snow.
C F
Along the shore near Lazyhead
C F
Hard a-beem half island
Am F
Tonight we’ll let the anchor go
D C
Gown in Fogarty’s Cove.
Chorus:
Am G
She will walk the sandy shores so plain
Dm C
Watch the combers roll in
F Am
‘Til I come to Wild Rose Chance again
G C
Down in Fogarty’s Cove
Verse:
C F
My Sal is like a raven’s wing
C F
Hair is like her mother’s
Am F
With hands that make quick work of a chore
F G
And eyes like the top of a stove
C F
Come supper time she’ll walk the beach
C F
Wrapped in my old duffle
Am F
With her eyes upon the mast head reach
G C
down in Fogarty’s cove
Chorus:
Am G
She will walk the sandy shores so plain
Dm C
Watch the combers roll in
F Am
‘Til I come to Wild Rose Chance again
G C
Down in Fogarty’s Cove
C F
She cries when I’m away to sea
C F
Nags me when I’m with her
Am F
She’d rather I’d a government job
F G
Or maybe go on the dole
C F
But I love her wave as I put about
C F
And nose into the channel
Am F
My Sally keeps a supper and a bed for me
F C
Down in Fogarty’s cove.
We just lost sight of the Queen’s Port light
C F
Round the Bay behind us – and the
Am F
Wind has blown some cold today
F G
With just a wee touch of snow.
C F
Along the shore near Lazyhead
C F
Hard a-beem half island
Am F
Tonight we’ll let the anchor go
D C
Gown in Fogarty’s Cove.
Chorus:
Am G
She will walk the sandy shores so plain
Dm C
Watch the combers roll in
F Am
‘Til I come to Wild Rose Chance again
G C
Down in Fogarty’s Cove
Verse:
C F
My Sal is like a raven’s wing
C F
Hair is like her mother’s
Am F
With hands that make quick work of a chore
F G
And eyes like the top of a stove
C F
Come supper time she’ll walk the beach
C F
Wrapped in my old duffle
Am F
With her eyes upon the mast head reach
G C
down in Fogarty’s cove
Chorus:
Am G
She will walk the sandy shores so plain
Dm C
Watch the combers roll in
F Am
‘Til I come to Wild Rose Chance again
G C
Down in Fogarty’s Cove
C F
She cries when I’m away to sea
C F
Nags me when I’m with her
Am F
She’d rather I’d a government job
F G
Or maybe go on the dole
C F
But I love her wave as I put about
C F
And nose into the channel
Am F
My Sally keeps a supper and a bed for me
F C
Down in Fogarty’s cove.
