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Play with capo on 2
Standard Tuning

Morecambe Bay

Verse 1.
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Out beyond the street lamp's 
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And the calliope's roar,
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Past the wrack and samphire,
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Beyond the shore,
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I have seen walking through the tide
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As the rain cuts through the spray,
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Chinese Cockle pickers
       Am            A 
On the sands of Morecambe Bay

       Dm
I stood beside them in the corner shop 
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And in the market too
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I should have spoken to them 
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Told them everything I knew;
Dm
Like our mothers told us
Gm
As we went out to play
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Never try and race the tide
 Am            A 
On the sands of Morecambe Bay

          Dm
       For the tide's the very devil,
               Gm
       It will run you out of breath,
               Dm
       Race you to the sea shore,
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       Chase you to your death,
                Dm
       Yes the tide's the very devil
                Gm
       And the devil has his day
               Dm             Am      A      Dm                      
      On the lonley cockle grounds of Morecambe Bay

       Dm
Saw them sending money orders home 
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There hard earned pay
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Tales of crossing borders 
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On the road to Morecambe Bay;
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Sleeping in crouded rooms
Gm
On cold hard floors
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Sutch dreamless life
       Am             A 
Is not worth dieing for

       Dm
Now I see them in the distance
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Laid out in the morning light,
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Migrant workers,
Am                               A 
Twenty-three where drowned last night.
Dm
Their final phone calls
Gm
Half the world had crossed
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Between the river esureys
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They raced the tide and lost.'

             Dm
       For the tide's the very devil,
               Gm
       It will run you out of breath,
               Dm
       Race you to the sea shore,
               Am                A
       Chase you to your death,
                Dm
       Yes the tide's the very devil
                Gm
       And the devil has his day
               Dm             Am      A      Dm                      
       On the lonley cockle grounds of Morecambe Bay





       Dm
In Fujian and Xelang
Am                    
They mourn their next of kin,
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Gang masters with snake tattoos,
Am                               A 
Call money lones back in
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Broken hearted parents
Gm
Watch their children stow away,
Dm
To die among the 
Am             A     Dm
Cockle banks of Morecome Bay

             Dm
       For the tide's the very devil,
                Gm
       And the devil has his day
               Dm             Am      A      Dm                      
       On the lonley cockle grounds of Morecambe Bay