Biography:
Stanley Allison Rogers (November 29, 1949 – June 2, 1983) was a Canadian folk musician and songwriter.
Rogers was noted for his rich, baritone voice and his traditional-sounding songs which were frequently inspired by Canadian history and the daily lives of working people, especially those from the fishing villages of the Maritime provinces and, later, the farms of the Canadian prairies and Great Lakes. Rogers died in a fire aboard Air Canada Flight 797 on the ground at the Greater Cincinnati Airport at the age of 33.
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- 45 Years
- Lies
- Make And Break Harbour
- Witch Of Westmoreland
- A Matter Of Heart
- Acadian Saturday Night
- Barretts Privateers
- Bluenose
- California
- Canol Road
- Cape St Marys
- Cliffs At Baccalieu
- Dark Eyed Molly
- Delivery Delayed
- Down The Road
- Evangeline
- Field Behind The Plow
- First Christmas
- Fishermans Wharf
- Fogartys Cove
- Forty
- Free In The Harbour
- Guysborough Train
- Harris And The Mare
- House Of Orange
- Jeannie C
- Leave Her Johnny Leave Her
- Let Me Fish Off Cape St Marys
- Lock
- Lookout Hill
- Love Letter
- Macdonnell On The Heights
- Mary Ellen Carter
- Northwest Passage
- Pharisee
- Sailors Rest
- Scarborough Settlers Lament
- Second Effort
- Song Of The Cradle
- Strings And Dory Plug
- Take It From Day To Day
- The Bluenose
- The Field Behind The Plow
- The Flowers Of Bermuda
- The House Of Orange
- The Idiot
- The Jeannie C
- The Maid On The Shore
- The Mary Ellen Carter
- The Rawdon Hills
- The White Collar Holler
- The Witch Of The Westmorland
- The Witch Of Westmorland
- Three Fishers
- Tiny Fish For Japan
- Turnaround
- White Squall
- Wreck Of The Athens Queen
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Harris and the Mare Words and Music by Stan Rogers
Tabbed by Peter Davies
Tuning DADGAD capo 3
Intro is finger picking in F
F/Eb Bb F
Harris my old friend, good to see your face again
Bb C
More welcome though yon trap and that old mare
Bb F
For the wife is in a swoon and I am all alone
Ab Gm F
Harris fetch thy mare and take us home
F/Eb Bb F
The wife and I came out for a quiet glass of stout
Bb C
And a word or two with neighbours in the room
Bb F
But young Cleary he came in, drunk and wild as sin
Ab Gm F
And swore the wife would leave the place with him
F/Eb Bb F
But the wife as quick as thought said “No I‘ll bloody not.”
Bb C
And struck the brute a blow about the head
Bb F
He raised up his ugly paw and lashed her on the jaw
Ab Gm F
And she fell unto the floor like she were dead
F/Eb Bb F
Now, Harris, well you know, I’ve never struck an angry blow.
Bb C
Nor would I keep a friend who raised his hands
Bb F
I was a “Conshie” in the war, crying “What the hell’s this for?”
Ab Gm F
But I had to see his blood to be a man.
F/Eb Bb F
I grabbed him by his coat, spun him round and took his throat
Bb C
And beat his head against the parlour door.
Bb F
He dragged out an awful knife and he roared “I’ll have your life.”
Ab Gm F
Then he struck me and I fell unto the floor.
F/Eb Bb F
Blood I was from neck to thigh, bloody murder in his eye,
Bb C
As he shouted out “I’ll finish you for sure.”
Bb F
But as the knife came down I lashed out from the ground
Ab Gm F
And the knife was in his breast when he rolled o’er
F/Eb Bb F
With the wife as cold as clay, I carried her away
Bb C
No hand was raised to help us through the door
Bb F
And I’ve brought her half a mile, but I’ve had to rest awhile
Ab Gm F
And none of them I’ll call a friend the more
F/Eb Bb F
For when the knife came down, I was helpless on the ground
Bb C
No neighbour stayed his hand I was alone
Bb F
By God! I was a man, but now I cannot stand
Ab Gm F
Please, Harris, fetch they mare and take us home
F/Eb Bb F
Oh, Harris, fetch thy mare and take us out of here
Bb C
In my nine and fifty years I’d never known
Bb F
That to call myself a man for my loved one I must stand
Ab Gm F
Now, Harris, fetch thy mare, and take us home.
Tabbed by Peter Davies
Tuning DADGAD capo 3
Intro is finger picking in F
F/Eb Bb F
Harris my old friend, good to see your face again
Bb C
More welcome though yon trap and that old mare
Bb F
For the wife is in a swoon and I am all alone
Ab Gm F
Harris fetch thy mare and take us home
F/Eb Bb F
The wife and I came out for a quiet glass of stout
Bb C
And a word or two with neighbours in the room
Bb F
But young Cleary he came in, drunk and wild as sin
Ab Gm F
And swore the wife would leave the place with him
F/Eb Bb F
But the wife as quick as thought said “No I‘ll bloody not.”
Bb C
And struck the brute a blow about the head
Bb F
He raised up his ugly paw and lashed her on the jaw
Ab Gm F
And she fell unto the floor like she were dead
F/Eb Bb F
Now, Harris, well you know, I’ve never struck an angry blow.
Bb C
Nor would I keep a friend who raised his hands
Bb F
I was a “Conshie” in the war, crying “What the hell’s this for?”
Ab Gm F
But I had to see his blood to be a man.
F/Eb Bb F
I grabbed him by his coat, spun him round and took his throat
Bb C
And beat his head against the parlour door.
Bb F
He dragged out an awful knife and he roared “I’ll have your life.”
Ab Gm F
Then he struck me and I fell unto the floor.
F/Eb Bb F
Blood I was from neck to thigh, bloody murder in his eye,
Bb C
As he shouted out “I’ll finish you for sure.”
Bb F
But as the knife came down I lashed out from the ground
Ab Gm F
And the knife was in his breast when he rolled o’er
F/Eb Bb F
With the wife as cold as clay, I carried her away
Bb C
No hand was raised to help us through the door
Bb F
And I’ve brought her half a mile, but I’ve had to rest awhile
Ab Gm F
And none of them I’ll call a friend the more
F/Eb Bb F
For when the knife came down, I was helpless on the ground
Bb C
No neighbour stayed his hand I was alone
Bb F
By God! I was a man, but now I cannot stand
Ab Gm F
Please, Harris, fetch they mare and take us home
F/Eb Bb F
Oh, Harris, fetch thy mare and take us out of here
Bb C
In my nine and fifty years I’d never known
Bb F
That to call myself a man for my loved one I must stand
Ab Gm F
Now, Harris, fetch thy mare, and take us home.
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