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From: redgreen@io.org (redgreen)
Subject: LYR/CRD: Nautical Disaster (Tragically Hip)


Richard Tarkka posted the chord progression for this song a while ago.  Here
are the lyrics & chords together:

Nautical Disaster                             The Tragically Hip

Em-D-G-D-Em-D-C-D

           Em             D            G
I had this dream where I relished the fray 
        D                Em          D        C       D
and the screaming filled my head all day.  
          Em              D                  G
It was as though I'd been spit here, settled in, 
         D           Em            D          C
into the pocket of a lighthouse on some rocky socket, 
        D                      Em       D
off the coast of France, dear.
         G                   D               Em    D
One afternoon, four thousand men died in the water here 
    C            D                   Em       D         G
and five hundred more were thrashing madly as parasites might 
   D            Em       D       C       D
in your blood.  

               Em              D                 G
Now I was in a lifeboat designed for ten and ten only, 
   D                Em                 D
anything that systematic would get you hated. 
     C                D          Em                D      G     D
It's not a deal nor a test nor a love of something fated-(uh).  
              Em                      D          G
The selection was quick, the crew was picked (in order) 
    D                 Em        D              C         D
and those left in the water got kicked off our pantleg 
       Em                   G       C      D
and we headed for home.

Em     G      C     D

         Em                  D                      G
Then the dream ends when the phone rings, you doing alright 
             D              Em
he said it's out there most days and nights, 
    D      C              D
but only a fool would complain.  
   Em  D             G               D
Anyway Susan, if you like, our conversation 
      Em         D           C       D
is as faint as a sound in my memory, 
         Em         D              G          D    Em    D   C   D
as those fingernails scratching on my hull.


Em    G    C    D  (repeat)

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