Play with capo on 2
Standard Tuning
Morecambe Bay
Verse 1.
Out bey[Dm]ond the street lamp's
[Am]And the calliop[A]e's roar,
[Dm]Past the wrack and samphire,
[Am]Beyond the shore,[A]
[Dm]I have seen walking through the tide
[Gm]As the rain cuts through the spray,
[Dm]Chinese Cockle pickers
On the [Am]sands of Morec[A]ambe Bay
I stood[Dm] beside them in the corner shop
[Am]And in the mark[A]et too
[Dm]I should have spoken to them
[Am]Told them everyth[A]ing I knew;
[Dm]Like our mothers told us
[Gm]As we went out to play
[Dm]Never try and race the tide
O[Am]n the sands of[A] Morecambe Bay
For[Dm] the tide's the very devil,
It will [Gm]run you out of breath,
Race you[Dm] to the sea shore,
Chase yo[Am]u to your death,[A]
Yes the t[Dm]ide's the very devil
And the d[Gm]evil has his day
On the lo[Dm]nley cockle gro[Am]unds of [A]Morecam[Dm]be Bay
Saw the[Dm]m sending money orders home
[Am]There hard earned pay[A]
[Dm]Tales of crossing borders
[Am]On the road to Morecambe Bay;[A]
[Dm]Sleeping in crouded rooms
[Gm]On cold hard floors
[Dm]Sutch dreamless life
Is not [Am]worth dieing fo[A]r
Now I s[Dm]ee them in the distance
[Am]Laid out in the mornin[A]g light,
[Dm]Migrant workers,
[Am]Twenty-three where drowned last n[A]ight.
[Dm]Their final phone calls
[Gm]Half the world had crossed
[Dm]Between the river esureys
[Am]They raced the tide and lost.'[A]
For th[Dm]e tide's the very devil,
It will [Gm]run you out of breath,
Race you[Dm] to the sea shore,
Chase yo[Am]u to your death,[A]
Yes the t[Dm]ide's the very devil
And the d[Gm]evil has his day
On the l[Dm]onley cockle gr[Am]ounds of[A] Moreca[Dm]mbe Bay
In Fuji[Dm]an and Xelang
[Am]They mourn their next of kin,
[Dm]Gang masters with snake tattoos,
[Am]Call money lones back in[A]
[Dm]Broken hearted parents
[Gm]Watch their children stow away,
[Dm]To die among the
[Am]Cockle banks of[A] Morec[Dm]ome Bay
For th[Dm]e tide's the very devil,
And the d[Gm]evil has his day
On the l[Dm]onley cockle gr[Am]ounds of[A] Moreca[Dm]mbe Bay
Standard Tuning
Morecambe Bay
Verse 1.
Out bey[Dm]ond the street lamp's
[Am]And the calliop[A]e's roar,
[Dm]Past the wrack and samphire,
[Am]Beyond the shore,[A]
[Dm]I have seen walking through the tide
[Gm]As the rain cuts through the spray,
[Dm]Chinese Cockle pickers
On the [Am]sands of Morec[A]ambe Bay
I stood[Dm] beside them in the corner shop
[Am]And in the mark[A]et too
[Dm]I should have spoken to them
[Am]Told them everyth[A]ing I knew;
[Dm]Like our mothers told us
[Gm]As we went out to play
[Dm]Never try and race the tide
O[Am]n the sands of[A] Morecambe Bay
For[Dm] the tide's the very devil,
It will [Gm]run you out of breath,
Race you[Dm] to the sea shore,
Chase yo[Am]u to your death,[A]
Yes the t[Dm]ide's the very devil
And the d[Gm]evil has his day
On the lo[Dm]nley cockle gro[Am]unds of [A]Morecam[Dm]be Bay
Saw the[Dm]m sending money orders home
[Am]There hard earned pay[A]
[Dm]Tales of crossing borders
[Am]On the road to Morecambe Bay;[A]
[Dm]Sleeping in crouded rooms
[Gm]On cold hard floors
[Dm]Sutch dreamless life
Is not [Am]worth dieing fo[A]r
Now I s[Dm]ee them in the distance
[Am]Laid out in the mornin[A]g light,
[Dm]Migrant workers,
[Am]Twenty-three where drowned last n[A]ight.
[Dm]Their final phone calls
[Gm]Half the world had crossed
[Dm]Between the river esureys
[Am]They raced the tide and lost.'[A]
For th[Dm]e tide's the very devil,
It will [Gm]run you out of breath,
Race you[Dm] to the sea shore,
Chase yo[Am]u to your death,[A]
Yes the t[Dm]ide's the very devil
And the d[Gm]evil has his day
On the l[Dm]onley cockle gr[Am]ounds of[A] Moreca[Dm]mbe Bay
In Fuji[Dm]an and Xelang
[Am]They mourn their next of kin,
[Dm]Gang masters with snake tattoos,
[Am]Call money lones back in[A]
[Dm]Broken hearted parents
[Gm]Watch their children stow away,
[Dm]To die among the
[Am]Cockle banks of[A] Morec[Dm]ome Bay
For th[Dm]e tide's the very devil,
And the d[Gm]evil has his day
On the l[Dm]onley cockle gr[Am]ounds of[A] Moreca[Dm]mbe Bay
