| INTRO: G, C, G, C, F, C, G, C, C |
| C | Em | F | C | |
| Have you | stood by the | ocean, on a | diamond-hard | morning |
| G | Dm | C | G | |
| And | felt the hor- | izon stir | deep in your | soul |
| C | Em | F | C | |
| Watched the | wake of a | steamer as it | cut through blue | water |
| Em Dm G C (*) |
| And been gripped by a fever you just can't con-trol |
| C | Em | F | C | |
| Oh to | throw off the | shackles and | fly with the | seagulls |
| Em Dm C G (*) |
| To where green waves tumble before a driving sea wind |
| C | Em | F | C | |
| Or to | lie on the | decking on a | warm summer's | evening |
| Em | Dm | C | G | C | |
| Watch the | red sun fall | burning, be- | neath the | earth's | rim |
| CHORUS: |
| C | Em | F | G | |
| But | to every | sailor, comes | time to drop | anchor |
| C | Em | F | G | |
| Haul in the | sails, and | make the lines | fast |
| C | G | F | G | |
| You | deep water | dreamer, your | journey is | over |
| C G F * |
| You're safe in the harbour at last |
| C G F * |
| You're safe in the harbour at last |
| NOTES: |
| - Commemorates Stan Roger's tragic death in 1983 |
| GO TO PAGE 2 |
| SAFE IN THE HARBOUR (page 2) |
| C | Em | F | C | |
| Some men are | sailors, but | most are just | dreamers |
| G | Dm | C | G | |
| Held | fast by the | anchors they | forge in their | minds |
| C | Em | F | C | |
| Who in ther | hearts know they'll | never sail | over deep | water |
| Em Dm G C (*) |
| To search for a treasure they're a-fraid they won't find |
| C | Em | F | C | |
| So | in sheltered | harbours, they | cling to their | anchors |
| Em Dm C G (*) |
| Bank down their boilers and shut down their steam |
| C | Em | F | C | |
| And | wait for the | sailors to re- | turn with bright | treasures |
| Em | Dm | C | G | C | |
| That will | fan the dull | embers and | fire up | their | dreams |
| CHORUS: |
| C | Em | F | G | |
| But | to every | sailor, comes | time to drop | anchor |
| C | Em | F | G | |
| Haul in the | sails, and | make the lines | fast |
| C | G | F | G | |
| You | deep water | dreamer, your | journey is | over |
| C G F * |
| You're safe in the harbour at last |
| C G F * |
| You're safe in the harbour at last |
| C | Em | F | C | |
| And | some men are | schemers who | laugh at the | dreamers |
| G | Dm | C | G | |
| Take the | gold from the | sailors and | turn it to | dross |
| C | Em | F | C | |
| They're | men in a | prison, they're | men without | vision |
| Em Dm G C (*) |
| Whose only hor-izon is profit and loss |
| C | Em | F | C | |
| So when | storm clouds come | sailing a- | cross your blue | ocean |
| Em Dm C G (*) |
| Hold fast to your dreaming for all that your're worth |
| C | Em | F | C | |
| For as | long as there's | dreamers, there will | always be | sailors |
| Em | Dm | C | G | C | |
| Bringing | back their bright | treasures from the | corners | of | earth |
| ENDING: CHORUS, FOLLOWED BY A "C" CHORD |
| NOTES: |
| - "*" in the chord line represents a new bar, play same chord |
| - "." in the lyric line represents a 1/8 note rest |
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| | Barrie McCombs, MD, CCFP(EM) | Family Physician by Day | |
| | bmccombs@acs.ucalgary.ca | Folk Musician by Night | |
| | Voice: (403) 220-8551 | | |
| | Fax: (403) 270-2330 | "Semper Ubi, Sub Ubi" | |
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