I started writing this last year in our friends’ place in Ougney-Douvot in France Comté. It’s taken almost a year to get the lyrics sorted out and to get confident enough to sing a little of it in French.
We’ve stayed in the area on three occasions now, and grown to love so much about it. It’s not a tourist area, but it has what we enjoy – forests, small villages and friendly people. We feel at home there.
If you’re wondering about the french sections, they describe some of the wonderful hikes we’ve been on there.
Just another song about longing I suppose.
Cheers from Oz,
Neil

 

Will My Ship Ever Arrive?

 

© Stan Loh August 21, 2019

 

Verse 1

 

G

 

When clouds are dark,

 

                                       Em

 

The future’s stark,

 

                  C                                                                                  D7

 

Tomorrow … tomorrow’s never coming,

 

C                                         G

 

Testing my patience,

 

                                           Em

 

My money in rations,

 

Chorus

 

                                   Em                         G

 

Oh will my ship ever arrive?

 

                                  Em                                G

 

When I am kicked can I survive?

 

                              C                                                            G

 

Pulling a rope which has no ending,

 

                                      C                                              G

 

Keeping the hope and embers burning,

 

                                  Em                           G

 

Oh will my ship ever arrive?

 

                                  Em                                G

 

When I am kicked can I survive?

 

                                        C                                                                 G

 

Knowing one day you’ll have me running,

 

                               C                                           G

 

After the ship has gone a-sailing,

 

Bridge

 

Gm                                                                                                                                                     C            Gm

 

Pull out my smiles, walk the long miles, no one can see inside,

 

Gm                                                                                                                                         C                     Gm

 

Meanwhile I plan, survey and scan, fill up the shell with pride,

 

Gm

 

Oh the years have stayed still, but I have built,

 

Gm

 

Without any guilt, without any guilt!

 

Instrumental  Eb   Ab/   Eb   Ab

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Post Bridge

 

Ab                                                                                                                     Cm

 

What if I fall? Will I lose all that I now own?

 

Ab                                                                                                                                      Cm

 

Crazy it seems, chasing the dreams that I had sown,

 

Cm                                      F                                              C

 

Patience is running low, really low.

 

Instrumental   C   Em/   C   Em/

 

Chorus

 

Em                                                             G

 

Oh will my ship ever arrive?

 

                                  Em                                G

 

When I am kicked can I survive?

 

                              C                                                            G

 

Pulling a rope which has no ending,

 

                                      C                                              G

 

Keeping the hope and embers burning,

 

                                  Em                           G

 

Oh will my ship ever arrive?

 

                                  Em                                G

 

When I am kicked can I survive?

 

                                  Em                           G

 

Oh will my ship ever arrive?

 

 

 

 

 

Perhaps the strangest thing I’ve ever posted on any music sharing site. This is a number of snippets I produced for an upcoming podcast I’m producing where the conceit is that someone is scanning an old radio dial, with each skit or bit being something that the listener stops scanning long enough to listen to. This represents a number of parodies of specific songs or song styles. If there was an “Explicit” tag, I would add that. There’s definitely some adult language here.

A saute to JL, may he rest in peace.