GREY FOGGY DAY
Time signature: 3/4 (waltz time)
Typical tempo ~175 bpm. |
Eddie Coffey
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Accordion Notation
Beats per bar = 3
Beat symbol = Dot ( . ) or equivalent |
Inside row: Buttons 2 - 6 plus i1
Outside row: Buttons 2 - 6 plus i4* |
Eddie Coffey wrote this in 6/8 time, which gives the waltz a gently rocking feeling. If you wish to play it in 6/8 time using the notes below, just place a slightly greater emphasis on the first beat of every "second" bar. I've converted to 3/4 time for simplicity.
Verse 1 (of 3)
:r .4 | .4 .4* .5 | .:5*~ | ~.: |
It's been some years a - go /
:r "6 "6 | .6 .6* .5* | .:5 | .:4 |
since I left from my is - land
:r .5 | .5* .5 .5 | :5 .4* | .:3* |
To go to the main___ - land, /
:r "5 "5 | .5 .4* .4* | .:4~ | ~.: |
like the old folks would say____ /
:r "4 "4 | .4 .4* .5 | :5 * .4* | .:5* |
As I walked up the gang___ way /
:r "6 "6 | .6 .6* .5* | :5 .3 | .:4 |
and I stood on the star___ - board /
:r "5 "5 | .5* .5 .5 | :5 .4* | .:3* |
And I gazed on the har___ - bour /
.r .4* .4* | .4 .2* .3* | .:3~ | ~.: |
on a grey fog - gy day____
Chorus:
:r "6 "6 | .6 .6* .(i1/i4*) | :5* .4* | .:5* |
Sum-mer days they were warm - er then /
:r "6 "6 | .6 .6* .5* | :5 "3 "3 | .:4 |
When we laughed with the old fish - er - men /
"r "5 "5 | .5* .5 .5 | :5 .5 | .:3* |
And they cursed when the fog rolled in /
:r "5 "5 | .5 .4* .4* | .:4~ | ~.:
Then they made up the hay___;
.r .6 .6 | .6 .6* .(i1/i4*) | :5* .4* | .:5* |
It's been more than a long, long time /
:r "6 "6 | .6 .6* .5* | :5 .3 | .:4 |
Since I held you and called you mine, /
:r "5 "5 | .5* .5 "5 "5 | :5 .5 | .:3* |
And we wait - ed for the sun to shine /
.r .4* .4* | .4 .2* .3* | .:3 | .:r |
On a grey fog - gy day. /
Play the following lines at end of final chorus.
.r .5 .5 | .5* .5 .5 | :5 .5 | .:3* |
And I pray that the sun will shine /
.r .4* .4* | .4 .2* .3* | .:3~ | ~.: |
On this grey fog - gy day____.
:r .4 | .4 .4* .5 | .:5*~ | ~.: |
It's been some years a - go /
:r "6 "6 | .6 .6* .5* | .:5 | .:4 |
since I left from my is - land
:r .5 | .5* .5 .5 | :5 .4* | .:3* |
To go to the main___ - land, /
:r "5 "5 | .5 .4* .4* | .:4~ | ~.: |
like the old folks would say____ /
:r "4 "4 | .4 .4* .5 | :5 * .4* | .:5* |
As I walked up the gang___ way /
:r "6 "6 | .6 .6* .5* | :5 .3 | .:4 |
and I stood on the star___ - board /
:r "5 "5 | .5* .5 .5 | :5 .4* | .:3* |
And I gazed on the har___ - bour /
.r .4* .4* | .4 .2* .3* | .:3~ | ~.: |
on a grey fog - gy day____
Chorus:
:r "6 "6 | .6 .6* .(i1/i4*) | :5* .4* | .:5* |
Sum-mer days they were warm - er then /
:r "6 "6 | .6 .6* .5* | :5 "3 "3 | .:4 |
When we laughed with the old fish - er - men /
"r "5 "5 | .5* .5 .5 | :5 .5 | .:3* |
And they cursed when the fog rolled in /
:r "5 "5 | .5 .4* .4* | .:4~ | ~.:
Then they made up the hay___;
.r .6 .6 | .6 .6* .(i1/i4*) | :5* .4* | .:5* |
It's been more than a long, long time /
:r "6 "6 | .6 .6* .5* | :5 .3 | .:4 |
Since I held you and called you mine, /
:r "5 "5 | .5* .5 "5 "5 | :5 .5 | .:3* |
And we wait - ed for the sun to shine /
.r .4* .4* | .4 .2* .3* | .:3 | .:r |
On a grey fog - gy day. /
Play the following lines at end of final chorus.
.r .5 .5 | .5* .5 .5 | :5 .5 | .:3* |
And I pray that the sun will shine /
.r .4* .4* | .4 .2* .3* | .:3~ | ~.: |
On this grey fog - gy day____.
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BACKGROUND MATERIALS, INFORMATION & LINKS
Lyrics:
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Verses 2 & 3
To wake in the early morn / To the sound of the old fog horn And wait for the men to return / With their boats in the bay All these things I don't see no more / When I lived on the old cape shore And I gazed on the boats on their moor / On a Grey foggy day And as long as my heart / Doesn't break from those old memories Old lover and old use to be / I'll come home to stay I can still hear the ocean roar / Through the hills on the old cape shore There are no fishing boats anymore / But it's a Grey foggy foggy day |
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