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From: fkgertsc@ice.lakeheadu.ca
Subject: CRD: Save the Whales by Country Joe

Hi!!!  I promised these chords and lyrics to someone...I just don't have their
e-mail.  Hope this helps whoever it was!!!

Save the Whales by Country Joe MacDonald

 Am (x02210@1)	       GWhen (320003@1)my grandpa was a boy, he went down to the general store
 Am (x02210@1)	     G (320003@1)                                    AmSaw (x02210@1)a picture book of whales, shooting their spouts and flashing their tails
 Am (x02210@1)	             GThen (320003@1)he got a sailor's dream about cruisin' around on the salty sea
 Am (x02210@1)	      G (320003@1)                               AmJoined (x02210@1)up with a fishin' crew to go out and get him a whale or two
  Am (x02210@1)                                                          GTell (320003@1)me what kind of men are these who sail upon the salty seas
  Am (x02210@1)                                                  GUp (320003@1)in the riggin' in the afternoon, swabbin' the decks and
     Amsharpening (x02210@1)harpoons

CHORUS:
 AmHooray (x02210@1)and up she rises
 GHooray (320003@1)and up she rises
 AmHooray (x02210@1)and up she rises
 G (320003@1)                  AmEarly (x02210@1)in the morning

There's lots of whales in the deep blue sea and we kill them for the industry
We drag'em along side and cut'em in two and melt'em down and sell it to you
There hardly is a sailor alive who can keep the tears from his eyes
As he remembers the good old days, when there were no whales to save
Now we can thank the companies for scouring the deep blue seas
Looking for ivory and perfume and oil to light your living room

CHORUS

Shanghaied by the light of the moon, put up in Boston in the middle of June
After six months I left the sea, nothing but death and misery
Set out on a 3 year cruise, a union ship and a union crew
After six months you begin to see, whaling's not what it used to be
A modern ship and a modern crew with sonar scopes and exploding harpoons
A mechanincal boat made out of steel and a floating machine gun to kill the
  whale

CHORUS

Repeat first verse

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