Tom: G
G F F G
G F F G
G F F
[Verse 1]
G F G
Oh, tonight the west moon hangs over the harbour,
G
Shines down 'cross the headland
F D
and out 'cross the bay,
G
Shines down through the trees
F G
and rests on the graveyard,
F D G F G
The only reminder of a long ago day.
G F G
My mind takes me back to a time in that harbour,
G F D
When stout boats at anchor dozed on the sway,
G
When the laughter of children
F G
sent glad cries to Heaven,
G F D G F G
And women looked seaward from meadows of hay.
G F G
But no longer I see those fish-covered flakes now,
G F D
No green rows of gardens stretched over the hill,
G F G
No punt in the beach gleaming red with fresh copper,
G F D G F G
No fine sturdy stick freshly cut for a keel.
G F G
For the government men came bribing and preaching,
G F D
They convinced all the livyers to just move away.
G
Now they're scattered like dried leaves
F G
from hell to high water,
G F D G F G
But the wind and the west moon elected to stay.
G F G
So, tonight the west moon hangs over the harbour,
G
Shines down 'cross the headland
F D
and out 'cross the bay,
G
Shines down through the trees
F G
and rests on the graveyard,
G F D G
As if lookin' for the souls of the ones moved away.
