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.
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
Sailor's Rest - Stan Rogers - Home In Halifax - Chords
Note - I'm not exactly sure how he does the little thing at the beginning of the chorus, but I played around with my guitar a bit, and what I've got there sounds pretty good to me :P
GDGC It's acrimony down in the card-room, with winning hands thrown on the baize DCD7 For-gotten cards wait on the end of debate on the good old days GG7CA7 Captains and mates gettin' tes-ty, with memories not of the best GCG And tempers are flyin', down at the Sailor's Rest
GDGC Blue eyes in wrinkled Mo-rocco, still search the horizon for squalls DCD7 And Zeroes in the sky, and the watchkeeper's eye, and the pawnshop balls GG7CA7 The spice in the wind off of Java, and the bars in Papeete were best GCG But the deck is too steady, down at the Sailor's Rest
CHORUS
D-D7-D7sus4G7C And, oh, how they talked of the day they'd ar-rived EmCAmD When after the years, all the storms and the tears, still very much a-live D7-D7sus4G7C And, oh, how their lives were spilled out on the floor EmAm From the battered old seabags, the journals and logs EmA7 And the keepsakes locked in the chests GCG That were stowed in the attic, down at the Sailor's Rest
GDGC No rail on the messroom table, and you're dead if you spit on the floor DCD7 No grog allowed, no singin' too loud, and no locks on the doors GG7CA7 But there's always a fire in the card room, and the tucker is always the best GCG And they'll end it together, down at the Sailor's Rest
CHORUS
D-D7-D7sus4G7C And, oh, how they talked of the day they'd ar-rived EmCAmD When after the years, all the storms and the tears, still very much a-live D7-D7sus4G7C And, oh, how their lives were spilled out on the floor EmAm From the battered old seabags, the journals and logs EmA7 And the keepsakes locked in the chests GCG That were sold at the auction, down at the Sailor's Rest
GDGC So it's acrimony down in the card-room, with winning hands thrown on the baize DCD7 For-gotten cards wait on the end of debate on the good old days GG7CA7 Captains and mates gettin' tes-ty, with memories not of the best GCG But they'll end it together', down at the Sailor's Rest