Biography:
Ron Hynes is a Newfoundland-born singer-songwriter whose music is a blend of folk and country with the occasional and surprising taste of blues and rock thrown in for good measure. Singing actively in the folk music circuit for close to thirty years (Hynes was an original member of the Wonderful Grand Band in the 1970s), he is prominent in the Newfoundland, Canadian and even worldwide folk music circuits. Although perhaps best well-known for his song "Sonny's Dream
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Ron Hynes - Cape Spear
## NOTE: ~ = Walk-Down from F to Dm ##
INTRO: C Em F ~ Dm G C G C
Em F ~ Dm
Me and Margaret grew up on the Southside
G Em D A Dm
Our house was two doors down
G F Em
Across the bay, the city lay a stone's throw away
Dm G
Though we weren't wanted over there in town
C Em F ~
When the summer turned, we'd hike the dusty highway
Dm G Em D A
Out to where the sun would split the rocks, I swear
Dm G F Em
Stand with our backs to the ocean spray
Dm G
Playing dangerous games of courage or dare
CHORUS:
C Em
Cape Spear, Cape Spear
F Em Dm G
These would be moments we would savour
C Em
Cape Spear, at Cape Spear
F Em Dm G F Em Dm G C
Time is but a face upon the wa-wa-wa-water
Em F Dm
Standing here, I still recall the morning
G Em D A Dm
We awoke, Margaret was gone
G F Em Dm
She hadn't run away, she wasn't taken by a wave, no, no, no
G C
It's not that kind of song
Em F ~
There's enough of sad stories passed on down
Dm G Em D A
Where old men weep and fishers' widows wail
Dm G F Em
But Margaret and her maiden aunt only went to town
Dm G
Tides turn, the world turns 'round
CHORUS:
C Em
Cape Spear, at Cape Spear
F Em Dm G
Still I ply the dusty highway, year on year
C Em
Out to Cape Spear, out to Cape Spear
F Em Dm
Time is but a face upon the water
F Em Dm G F Em Dm G F C Dm G C
Time is but a face upon the wa-wa-wa-water
Em F ~ Dm
These eyes hardly recognize the Southside
G Em D A Dm
Margaret's house is gone, so is mine
G F Em
From where I'd watch the city glow, there's a seafood bistro
Dm G
And Margaret's house is a school of hair design
C Em F ~ Dm
I say let the winds rush, let the waves wash away
G Em D A
One's bound to get ya one fine day
Dm G Em
For we are all only dreaming, I swear
Dm G
Playing dangerous games of courage or dare
CHORUS:
C Em
Playing at Cape Spear, at Cape Spear
F Em Dm G
These would be moments we would savour
C Em
Cape Spear, Cape Spear
F Em Dm G
We plied the dusty highway year on year
F Em
Out to Cape Spear, to Cape Spear
F Em Dm G
Time is but a face upon the water
F Em Dm G F Em Dm G F C Dm G C
Time is but a face upon the wa-wa-wa-water
## NOTE: ~ = Walk-Down from F to Dm ##
INTRO: C Em F ~ Dm G C G C
Em F ~ Dm
Me and Margaret grew up on the Southside
G Em D A Dm
Our house was two doors down
G F Em
Across the bay, the city lay a stone's throw away
Dm G
Though we weren't wanted over there in town
C Em F ~
When the summer turned, we'd hike the dusty highway
Dm G Em D A
Out to where the sun would split the rocks, I swear
Dm G F Em
Stand with our backs to the ocean spray
Dm G
Playing dangerous games of courage or dare
CHORUS:
C Em
Cape Spear, Cape Spear
F Em Dm G
These would be moments we would savour
C Em
Cape Spear, at Cape Spear
F Em Dm G F Em Dm G C
Time is but a face upon the wa-wa-wa-water
Em F Dm
Standing here, I still recall the morning
G Em D A Dm
We awoke, Margaret was gone
G F Em Dm
She hadn't run away, she wasn't taken by a wave, no, no, no
G C
It's not that kind of song
Em F ~
There's enough of sad stories passed on down
Dm G Em D A
Where old men weep and fishers' widows wail
Dm G F Em
But Margaret and her maiden aunt only went to town
Dm G
Tides turn, the world turns 'round
CHORUS:
C Em
Cape Spear, at Cape Spear
F Em Dm G
Still I ply the dusty highway, year on year
C Em
Out to Cape Spear, out to Cape Spear
F Em Dm
Time is but a face upon the water
F Em Dm G F Em Dm G F C Dm G C
Time is but a face upon the wa-wa-wa-water
Em F ~ Dm
These eyes hardly recognize the Southside
G Em D A Dm
Margaret's house is gone, so is mine
G F Em
From where I'd watch the city glow, there's a seafood bistro
Dm G
And Margaret's house is a school of hair design
C Em F ~ Dm
I say let the winds rush, let the waves wash away
G Em D A
One's bound to get ya one fine day
Dm G Em
For we are all only dreaming, I swear
Dm G
Playing dangerous games of courage or dare
CHORUS:
C Em
Playing at Cape Spear, at Cape Spear
F Em Dm G
These would be moments we would savour
C Em
Cape Spear, Cape Spear
F Em Dm G
We plied the dusty highway year on year
F Em
Out to Cape Spear, to Cape Spear
F Em Dm G
Time is but a face upon the water
F Em Dm G F Em Dm G F C Dm G C
Time is but a face upon the wa-wa-wa-water
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