a clever song this one. they don't often write them like this anymore.

i'll be honest i knocked these out in a rush (in frustration at the lack of
existing tablature, 'oh man i have to do it myself i guess' situation) so a
lot of it is probably wrong, and if you're playing a guitar it might sound
weird even if they are right, because some of the progressions rely upon
notes other than the root, which is fine if you're using a keyboard becuase
you have a left hand to do that stuff. so i'm sorry about that.

also, most of it is buried under layers of strings and obscure basslines and
guitar solo stuff, so it's hard to replicate anyway. like i said, it's
clever. this album's a cracker start to finish.

A                                   C#m
Go and tell Lord Grenville that the tide is on the turn
F#m                               D E             A Bm
It's time to haul the anchor up and leave the land astern
C#                              D           B
We'll be gone before the dawn returns
     A             G      D   Fm   G   A
Like voices on the wind

A... (repeat previous)
Go and tell Lord Grenville that our dreams have run aground
There's nothing here to keep us in this shanty town
None of us are caring where we're bound
Like voices on the wind

A            D                    E
And come the day you'll hear them saying
        E7               A
They're throwing it all away
D               E                     C#  F#m     F    Dm     C#maj7
Nothing more to say, just throwing it all away

Ab    Abm     Eb   F

(the riff between that break and the next verse goes something like this:  )

Bb   F     C    F


(verse same as before)

Go and fetch the captain's log and tear the pages out
We're on our way to nowhere now, can't bring the helm about
None of us are left in any doubt
We won't be back again

Send a message to the fleet they'll search for us in vain
We won't be there among the reaches of the Spanish Main
Tell the ones we left home not to wait
Won't be back again

And come the day you'll hear them saying
They're throwing it all away
Nothing more to say, just throwing it all away

Em          G             D
Our time is just a point along a line
Dm                        A
That runs forever with no end
Em      G                     D
I never thought that we would come to find
Dm                         A         Dm       A        Dm      A
Ourselves upon these rocks again, oh no

A    Amaj7    A7     D     Dm    A

A                                   C#m
Go and tell Lord Grenville that the tide is on the turn

A      C#m     A     C#m...