Stan Rogers - Take It From Day To Day Ukulele

Take it from day to day
Stan Rogers

Verse 1:
F                   F        G        F
Well, it's not the hours of watch-on-watch,
F                 F           G       Dm
And it's not the work that I mind so much,
        F                       F
Or the long cold miles from my lover's touch,
             F          Dm   G
'Though for sure she's far away.
   F         F         G         F
No stranger, I, to the touch of steel,
        F      F        G       Dm
Or the honest fear any man can feel,
       F               F
But I long for dust under my heels
       F              Dm  
And a pocket full of pay
F       F             G      F
So I'll take it from day to day.

Verse 2:
F              F        G          F
The pack-ice 'round us cracks and groans;
F            F         G          Dm
The old St. Roch, she creaks and moans.
     F          F
The icy fog is in my bones,
         F         Dm   G
And the ache won't go away.
F          F        G        F
Outside I bet it's warm and fair.
F                 F       G     Dm
I could have her fingers in my hair,
          F                   F
But it's long, cold miles to her out there
      F                  Dm  
So I guess I'll have to stay
F         F            G      F
And just take it from day to day!

Chorus:
          G                  F       F
We're as far North now as I want to come,
     F               F
But Larsen's got us under his thumb,
    G                    F            F
And I signed up for the whole damned run,
  Dm                  G
I can't get off half way.
         F      F     G       F
But when I get back unto the shore,
F          F           G        Dm
I'm going South where it stays warm,
     F                   F
And there'll be someone on my arm
    F                Dm
To help me spend my pay,
F        F            G      F
So I'll take it from day to day. 

(fiddle solo over same chords as verse) 

(repeat chorus)

(fiddle solo over first half of verse)
    F        F          G        F
No stranger, I, to the touch of steel
         F      F       G        Dm
And the honest fear any man can feel,
       F               F
But I long for dust under my heels
       F              Dm
And a pocket full of pay,
F        F            G      F
So I'll take it from day to day.


The Fogarty's Cove songbook containing the complete first four Stan Rogers albums