Capo 4th fret
Standard (EADGBE)
Intro
Verse
If the waves roll rough as in days before
Still we put our boats to sea
The take has been tough, we're counting on more
To make the season pay
Verse
It was back in '83 my brothers and me
laid our poor father in his grave
Even though he's dead and gone, his voice lives on
In the hiss and pull of the waves
Chorus
We'll carry on, carry on
sing these words through all the damage done
The old salt would say, I my father's son
Come hell or high water
We'll carry on,
Verse
In smokey gray rooms, beneath bare lightbulbs,
The accusations fly
What the hell do they want, they've taken enough
From this way of life once mine
Chorus
Verse
It's a merciless scheme, not a fisherman's dream
The way the tide has turned
For not long before, by these restless shores
A man could his living earn
Chorus
Hell or high water
Hell or high water
Hell or high water
we'll carry