Rum Runners Robert Hunter
Rum Runners from Tales of the Great Rum Runners 1974
Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Robert Hunter
H[C]ere is a taste of the great rum runners
S[Am]hips that sailed the velvet harbor
C[C]rews that broke the jugs and poured your blood
L[G]ike flowing rum upon the s[Am]and
[Am]Sinking down, down, down
Upon the s[G]and, upon the sea
Upon the h[Am]ills of liquid green
They rise to f[G]all, they rise again
Their d[C/G]reams tattered s[G]ails in the w[Am]ind
H[C]ere is a wail of a lone flute playing
T[Am]hose not hanged, by time were slain
H[C]ere is a cup of blood and tears
H[G]ere is the wail of a hundred y[Am]ears
[Am]Sinking down, down, down
Upon the s[G]and, upon the sea
Upon the h[Am]ills of liquid green
They rise to f[G]all, they rise again
Their d[C/G]reams tattered s[G]ails in the w[Am]ind
O[C]vernight they turned to water
N[Am]o blood rang when they went to slaughter
T[C]ears were few, though sighs were heavy
B[G]ones were stacked in the main lib[Am]rary
(instrumental)
[C] [Am] [C] [G] [Am]
[Am]Turning down, down, down
Till their dr[G]eams are touching ground
Rising [Am]up like gentle rain
They turn to r[G]ise and fall again
R[C]unning round and changing faces
M[Am]arking time and keeping paces
D[C]ucking down awhile to die
[G]Their faces melt to barren [Am]sky
[C]After all the trial and fury
[Am]They spared the judge and hanged the jury
[C]No one asked the reason why
[G]Sentence passed they turned to [Am]die
[Am]Turning down, down, down
Till their dr[G]eams are touching ground
Rising [Am]up like gentle rain
They turn to r[G]ise and fall again
Their dr[C/G]eams tattered sa[G]ils in the w[Am]ind
[C]Here is fire and bloody slaughter
[Am]Written on the leaves of water
[C]Here is a ship with all hands singing
[Am]Here is a dock with dark men swinging
[Am]Down, down, down
Upon the s[G]and, upon the sea
Upon the h[Am]ills of liquid green
They rise to f[G]all, they rise again
Their d[C/G]reams tattered s[G]ails in the w[Am]ind
H[C]ere is a taste of the great rum runners
S[Am]hips that sailed the velvet harbor
C[C]rews that broke the jugs and poured your blood
L[G]ike flowing rum upon the s[Am]and
[Am]Sinking down, down, down
Upon the s[G]and, upon the sea
Upon the h[Am]ills of liquid green
They rise to f[G]all, they rise again
Their d[C/G]reams tattered s[G]ails in the w[Am]ind
Their d[C/G]reams tattered s[G]ails in the w[Am]ind
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