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1992
Article: 853 of alt.guitar.tab
From: bearce@hpcc01.corp.hp.com (Phil Bearce)
Date: Fri, 17 Jul 1992 21:31:17 GMT
Subject: MUSIC: The Reach by D. Fogelburg
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I've been really enjoying alt.guitar for the last few weeks and I just stumbled
on to alt.guitar.tab.... Jeez Louise, I pulled 24 songs off the net yesterday.
I thought I'd better give some back. Here's a few I've had around here. Please
enjoy, I'll be posting some more soon.
The Reach
by Dan Fogelburg
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D D- A E ... D D- A E
It's Maine and it's Autumn
The Birches have just begun turning
It's life and it's dying
The lobsterman's boats come returning
With the catch of the day in their holds
And the young boys cold and complaining
The fog meets the beaches
And out on the Reach it is raining. D D- A E ... D D- A E
--
It's father and son
It's the way it's been done since the old days
It's hauling by hand ten miles out from the land
Where their chow waits
And the days are all lonley and long
And the seas grow so stormy and strong, but...
The Reach will sing welcome
as homeward they hurry along
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CHORUS:
And the morning will blow away
As the waves crash and fall
And The Reach like a siren sings
As she beckons and calls
As the coastline recedes from view
And the seas swell and grow
I will take from The Reach
All the she has to teach
To the depths of my soul
--
The wind brings a chill
There's a frost on the sill in the morning
It creeps through the door
And out on the shore, ice is forming
Soon the Northers will bluster and blow
And the woods will be whitened with snowfall
And The Reach will lie frozen
For the lost and unchosen to row.
CHORUS:
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Note: D- I don't know the name of this chord, but it's just a D with
your finger off the E string.
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