FOGARTY`S COVE - stan rogers 1976
We just lost sight of the Queensport light down the bay before us
And the wind has blown some cold today with just a wee touch of snow
Along the shore from Lazy Head hard abeam Half Island
Tonight we`ll let the anchor go down in Fogarty`s Cove
My Sally`s like the ravens wing her hair is like her mothers`
With hands that make quick work of a chore and eyes like the top of a stove
Come suppertime she`ll walk the beach wrapped in my old duffle
With her eyes upon the masthead reach down in Fogarty`s Cove
Cho: She will walk the sandy shore so plain Watch the comber`s roll in
`Till I come to Wild Rose Chance again down in Fogarty`s Cove
She will walk the sandy shore again watch the comber`s roll in
`Till I come to Wild Rose Chance again down in Fogarty`s Cove
She cries when I`m away to sea nags me when I`m with her
She`d rather I`d a Government jod or maybe go on the dole.
But I love the waves as I pull about, nose into the channel
My Sally keeps the supper and a bed for me down in Fogarty`s Cove.
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