C G Am Well I'm on the Downeaster Alexa C G F And I'm cruising through Block Island Sound. F C Dm I have charted a course to the Vineyard, C G F C F But tonight I am Nantucket bound. F G C F We took on diesel back in Montauk yesterday, F G Am And left this morning from the bell in G/B Gardiner's Bay. F G C F Like all the locals here I've had to sell my home, F G Am G/B Too proud to leave, I worked my fingers to the bone So I could own my downeaster "Alexa" And I go where the ocean is deep There are giants out there in the canyons And a good captain can't fall asleep I got bills to pay and children who need clothes I know there's fish out there, but where God only knows They say these waters aren't what they used to be But I got people back on land who count on me So if you see my downeaster "Alexa" And if you work with the rod and the reel Tell my wife I am trolling Atlantis And I still have my hands on the wheel Now I drive my downeaster "Alexa" More and more miles from shore every year Since they told me I can't sell no stripers And there's no luck in swordfishing here I was a bayman like my father was before Can't make a living as a bayman anymore There ain't much future for a man who works the sea But there ain't no island left for islanders like me | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm B C Dm F G |