Biography:
Gordon Bok stands out among the various artists that can be lumped into the "Traditional Folk" category. Born in Pennsylvania, he moved to Camden, Maine and it was there in coastal Maine that Bok was influenced by sea-faring culture and its music. He released his first album in 1965 and in 1970 signed to Folk-Legacy records, where he released a number of solo albums, as well as many collaborations with Ann Mayo Muir and Ed Trickett. In 1990 he began releasing music on his own label, Timberhead Music.
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Other songs:
- A Little Road And A Stone To Roll
- A Most Unpleasant Way Sir
- A Song For Angela
- A Tune For November
- All My Sailors
- Along The Famine Road
- An Diran Than Soulder
- Another Bay
- Apples In The Basket
- Astoria Bar
- Banks Of The Reedy Lagoon
- Bare
- Bay Of Fundy
- Belamena
- Bheir Me O
- Blackbird
- Boat Of Silver
- Bold Reynolds
- Broken Down Squatter
- Candlelight Fisherman
- Cannery Shed
- Canso Strait
- Cape Ann
- Changing Times
- Clear Away In The Morning
- Come By The Hills
- Connemara Cradle Song
- Coshieville
- Crossing The Water
- Dillon Bay
- Do Something
- Dublin City
- Duna
- Duncan And Brady
- Easy And Slow
- Faraway Tom
- Farewell To Nova Scotia
- Fiddler Of Dooney
- Frankie On The Sheepscot
- Freedom On The Wallaby
- Get Her Into Shore
- Going On
- Handsome Cabin Boy
- Hang On John
- Harp Song Of The Dane Women
- Herring Croon
- Hie Awa
- High Barbary
- Johnny Stewart Drover
- Shearers Lament
- Song For The Mira
- Song Of The Wheelhouse Door
- Southern Cross
- Spell To Bring Lost Creatures Home
- Stone On Stone
- Stormy Weather
- Sufferin
- Swell Me Net Full
- The Angelus
- The Arbutus
- The Beaches Of Lukannon
- The Bird Rock
- The Boats Of Peters River
- The Brandy Tree
- The Bressay Lullaby
- The Kind Land
- The Last Battle
- The Liza Jane
- The Maiden Hind
- The Maiden In Birds Plumage
- The Net
- The Old Bard Song
- The Old Figurehead Carver
- The Parting Glass
- The Sands Of Dee
- The Shepherds Call
- The Stable Lad
- The Swag And The Shiner
- The Texas Song
- The Wreck Of The Green Cove
- These Dry Stone Walls
- This Old Mandolin
- Threeboot Philbricks Lament
- Tie Her Up
- Travelling People
- Trochus Boats
- Turn Ye To Me
- Turning Toward The Morning
- Waiting For The Rain
- Weary Of The Darning
- Weevily Wheat Wheat In The Ear
- Western Boat
- Where Am I To Go
- Wiscasset Schooners
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What is a woman, that you forsake her
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And the hearthfire and the home-acre
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To go with the old, grey widow-maker?
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She has no house to lay a guest in
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But one chill bed for all to rest in
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That the pale suns and the stray 'bergs rest in
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She has no strong white arms to fold you
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But the ten-times-fingering weed to hold you
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Down in the dark where the tide has rolled you
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Yet when the signs of summer quicken
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And the ice breaks, and the birch-buds thicken
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Yearly you turn from our side and sicken
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Sicken again for the blood and the slaughters
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You steal away to the lapping waters
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And look to your ship in her winter quarters
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You forget our mirth, our talk at the tables
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The kine in the shed and the horse in the stables
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To pitch her sides and go over the cables
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Then you ride out where the storm clouds swallow
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The sound of your oar-blades, falling hollow
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Is all we have left for the months to follow
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Ah, what is woman, that you forsake her
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And the hearthfire and the home-acre
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To go with the old, grey widow-maker?
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[Verse]
F#m Bm
What is a woman, that you forsake her
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And the hearthfire and the home-acre
Bm F#m Bm C#7 F#m
To go with the old, grey widow-maker?
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Bm F#m
She has no house to lay a guest in
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But one chill bed for all to rest in
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That the pale suns and the stray 'bergs rest in
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Bm F#m
She has no strong white arms to fold you
D Bm F#m
But the ten-times-fingering weed to hold you
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Down in the dark where the tide has rolled you
[Verse]
C#m D
Yet when the signs of summer quicken
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And the ice breaks, and the birch-buds thicken
A Bm C#7 F#m
Yearly you turn from our side and sicken
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C#m D
Sicken again for the blood and the slaughters
E Bm F#m
You steal away to the lapping waters
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And look to your ship in her winter quarters
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Bm
You forget our mirth, our talk at the tables
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The kine in the shed and the horse in the stables
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To pitch her sides and go over the cables
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C#m D
Then you ride out where the storm clouds swallow
E Bm F#m
The sound of your oar-blades, falling hollow
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Is all we have left for the months to follow
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F#m Bm
Ah, what is woman, that you forsake her
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And the hearthfire and the home-acre
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To go with the old, grey widow-maker?
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