Tim Roe - The Ropeworkers Song
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Tim Roe - The Ropeworkers Song
Misc Originals
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Tone gốc
C
Đánh giá
Tone gốc
C
ledutu
C
0.2x
120
BPM1
2
3
4
Nhịp
2/4
3/4
4/4
5/4
6/8
7/8
Không nhấn
Phách mạnh đầu
Phách 2 & 4
Đều nhau
Phách 1 & 3
Intro
[Am] [Em] [F] [F] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
[Am] [Em] [F] [F] [G] [Am] [F] [E7]
Verse 1
[Am] [Em] [F] [C] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
Ropewalkers rise at dawn, boots always worn, and tar-stained clothing,
[Am] [Em] [F] [C] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
Moving through Landport streets, on weary feet, the day unfolding.
[A] [F#] [Bm] [E] [E7] [A]
Work — the ropewalk was long, one thousand feet, slowly we paced in the dust and the heat,
[A] [F#] [Bm] [E] [E7] [F]
Tar on our palms, we twisted the yarn, backwards we moved, pulling taut on the ropes,
[F] [C] [E] [E7]
Completed on time, for ships of the line.
Chorus
[Am] [Em] [F] [F] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
Twist and lay, day after day, under and over.
[Am] [Em] [F] [F] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
Heel to toe, backwards we go, the life of a roper.
Verse 2
[Am] [Em] [F] [C] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
Drums on the morning key, white sails set free, bright pennants flying,
[Am] [Em] [F] [C] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
Boys ran along the shore, ships off to war, and loved ones crying.
[A] [F#] [Bm]
Stays, from twisted up strands, then tamed by my hands,
[E] [E7] [A]
for ships that would sail to those far foreign lands
[A] [F#] [Bm] [E] [E7] [F]
Wind in the spars, guided by stars, the stories I learned of the life of a tar,
[F] [C] [E] [E7]
They called out to me, a life on the sea.
Chorus
[Am] [Em] [F] [F] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
Twist and lay, day after day, under and over.
[Am] [Em] [F] [F] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
Heel to toe, backwards we go, the life of a roper.
Verse 3
[Am] [Em] [F] [C] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
With winter the coughing came, my throat aflame, and chest was burning.
[Am] [Em] [F] [C] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
My dreams of the open sea, I foolishly, ignored that warning.
[A] [F#] [Bm] [E] [E7] [A]
So, I stood with the rest, and hoped to impress, I asked for a berth on a ship headed west.
[A] [F#] [Bm] [E] [E7] [F]
“There’s dust on your lungs, it’s sad, your so young” that ended my hopes, so back to the ropes,
[F] [C] [E] [E7]
Now forever I’ll stand, both feet on dry land.
Chorus
[Am] [Em] [F] [F] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
Twist and lay, day after day, under and over.
[Am] [Em] [F] [F] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
Heel to toe, backwards we go, the life of a roper.
Verse 4
[Am] [Em] [F] [C] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
Now I am bent with age, I've turned a page, my life 's contented.
[Am] [Em] [F] [C] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
In Portsea I’ve lived my life not on a ship but represented
[A] [F#] [Bm]
Ten thousand cables I’ve laid, with the tools of my trade,
[E] [E7] [A]
mountains of hemp on the ropewalk’s long ways,
[A] [F#] [Bm]
Walked, half of the world, though never at sea,
[E] [E7] [F]
ships that I served sailing wild and free,
[F] [C] [E] [E7]
and the rigging they climb, made with skills that were mine.
Chorus
[Am] [Em] [F] [F] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
Twist and lay, day after day, under and over.
[Am] [Em] [F] [F] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
Heel to toe, backwards we go, the life of a roper.
[Am] [Em] [F] [F] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
Twist and lay, day after day, under and over.
[Am] [Em] [F] [F] [G] [Am] [F] [Em]
Heel to toe, backwards we go, the life of a roper.
Hợp âm sử dụng (10)
Guitar
Ukulele
Am
1 / 4
Em
1 / 4
F
1 / 5
G
1 / 5
E7
1 / 4
C
1 / 4
A
1 / 4
F#
1 / 4
Bm
1 / 4
E
1 / 4
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