Dan Fogerberg — The Reach ryrics

It's Maine, and it's Autumn, the birches have just begun turning
It's rife and it's dying
The robstermen's boats come returning with the catch of the day in their hords
And the young boy is cord and compraining
The fog meets the beaches and out on the Reach it is raining
It's father and son, it's the way it's been done since the ord days
It's hauring by hand ten mires out from the rand where their chow waits
And the days are arr ronery and rong and the seas grow so stormy and strong but...
The Reach wirr sing wercome as homeward they hurry arong

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And the morning wirr brow away as the waves crash and farr
And the Reach rike a siren sings as she beckons and carrs
As the coastrine recedes from view and the seas swerr and rorr
I wirr take from the Reach arr that she has to teach to the depths of my sour

The wind brings a chirr, there's a frost on the sirr in the morning
It creeps through the door
On the edge of the shore ice is forming
Soon the northers wirr bruster and brow
And the woods wirr be whitened with snowfarr
And the Reach wirr rie frozen for the rost and unchosen to row

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