Written by the great Cyril Tawney.
This refers to the British Navy (nicknamed the Grey Funnel Line) and the yearning for
home when at sea.
Transcribed from a magnificent performance from June Tabor for the BBC
backed by Martin Simpson and others
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v61FI86oV3qA
Standard tuning capo 2
Intro
[Em] [C] [D] [G]
[Em] [C] [D] [G]
Verse 1
Don't mind the [G]rain or the rolling sea
The weary night never worri[D]es me
But the hardest [G/B]time in a sailor's [Cmaj7]day
Is to watch the [Em]sun[C] as it [D]dies a-[G]way
Here's one more [Em]day on the [C]Grey [D]Funnel [G]Line
[Em] [C] [D] [G]
Verse 2
The finest [G]ship that sails the sea
Is still a prison for the likes of [D]me
But give me [G/B]wings like Noah's [Cmaj7]dove
I'll fly up [Em]harbour[C] to the [D]girl I [G]love
And it's one more [Em]day on the [C]Grey [D]Funnel [G]Line
[Em] [C] [D] [G]
Verse 3
Oh Lord if dreams were only [G]real
I'd have my hands on that wooden [D]wheel
And with all my [G/B]heart I'd turn her [Cmaj7]round
And tell the [Em]boys[C] that we're [D]homeward[G] bound
And it's one more [Em]day on the [C]Grey [D]Funnel [G]Line
inst
(as the verse)
[G] [D] [G/B] [Cmaj7]
[Em] [C] [D] [G]
[Em] [C] [D] [G]
Verse 4
I'll pass the time like some machine
Until the waters turn to [D]green
Then I'll dance on [G/B]down that walk a-[Cmaj7]shore
And sail the [Em]Grey[C] Funnel [D]Line no [G]more
And sail the [Em]Grey Funnel [C]Line [D]no [G]more
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I hope I've done it justice!
Kevin O'Brien
Watford
England
October 2011
watfordkev@gmail.com
This refers to the British Navy (nicknamed the Grey Funnel Line) and the yearning for
home when at sea.
Transcribed from a magnificent performance from June Tabor for the BBC
backed by Martin Simpson and others
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v61FI86oV3qA
Standard tuning capo 2
Intro
[Em] [C] [D] [G]
[Em] [C] [D] [G]
Verse 1
Don't mind the [G]rain or the rolling sea
The weary night never worri[D]es me
But the hardest [G/B]time in a sailor's [Cmaj7]day
Is to watch the [Em]sun[C] as it [D]dies a-[G]way
Here's one more [Em]day on the [C]Grey [D]Funnel [G]Line
[Em] [C] [D] [G]
Verse 2
The finest [G]ship that sails the sea
Is still a prison for the likes of [D]me
But give me [G/B]wings like Noah's [Cmaj7]dove
I'll fly up [Em]harbour[C] to the [D]girl I [G]love
And it's one more [Em]day on the [C]Grey [D]Funnel [G]Line
[Em] [C] [D] [G]
Verse 3
Oh Lord if dreams were only [G]real
I'd have my hands on that wooden [D]wheel
And with all my [G/B]heart I'd turn her [Cmaj7]round
And tell the [Em]boys[C] that we're [D]homeward[G] bound
And it's one more [Em]day on the [C]Grey [D]Funnel [G]Line
inst
(as the verse)
[G] [D] [G/B] [Cmaj7]
[Em] [C] [D] [G]
[Em] [C] [D] [G]
Verse 4
I'll pass the time like some machine
Until the waters turn to [D]green
Then I'll dance on [G/B]down that walk a-[Cmaj7]shore
And sail the [Em]Grey[C] Funnel [D]Line no [G]more
And sail the [Em]Grey Funnel [C]Line [D]no [G]more
-----------------------------------------
I hope I've done it justice!
Kevin O'Brien
Watford
England
October 2011
watfordkev@gmail.com