Capo on 2nd fret Just to [G] wake up in the [D] morning to the [Em] quiet of the [C] cove, And to [G] hear Aunt Bessie [D7] talking to her[G] self; And to [G] hear poor Uncle [D] John mumbling [Em] wishes to old [C] Nell, It [G] made me feel like [D7] everything was [G] fine. I was [D] born down by the [Em] water, It's [C] here I'm gonna [G] stay, I've [D] searched for all the [Em] reasons why [C] I should go a[G] way; But I haven't got the [D] thrist for all those [Em] modern-day [C] toys, So [G] I'll just take my chances with those [D7] saltwater [G] joys. [G] Following the little [D] brook as it [Em] trickles to the [C] shore, In the [G] autumn when the [D7] trees are flaming [G] red; Kicking [G] leaves that fall around [D] me, watching [Em] sunset paint the [C] hills, It's [G] all I'll ever [D7] need to feel at [G] home. [D] This island that we [Em] cling to has been [C] handed down with [G] pride, By [D] folks who fought to [Em] live here, taking hard [C] ships all in [G] stride; So I'll compliment her [D] beauty, [Em] hold on to my [C] goodbyes, [G] Stay and take my chances with those [D7] saltwater [G] joys. [G] How can I leave those [D] mornings with the [Em] sunrise on the [C] cove, And the [G] gulls like flies sur- [D7] rounding Clayton's [G] wharf? [G] Platter's Island wrapped in [D] rainbow in the [Em] evening after [C] fog, The [G] ocean smells are [D7] perfume to my [G] soul. [D] Some go to where the [Em] buildings [C] reach to meet the [G] clouds, [D] Where warm and gentle [Em] people turn to [C] swarm in faceless [G] crowds; So I'll do without their [D] riches, the [Em] glamour and the [C] noise, And I'll [G] stay and take my chances with those salt- [D7] water [G] joys. [D] Some go to where the [Em] buildings [C] reach to meet the [G] clouds, [D] Where warm and gentle [Em] people turn to [C] swarm in faceless [G] crowds; So I'll do without their [D] riches, the [Em] glamour and the [C] noise, And I'll [G] stay and take my chances with those salt- [D7] water [G] joys.
