Another Bay

??Robin Chotzinoff

?Robin, a fine singer and songwriter from Denver, Colorado, sent me this song about her friends back on Long Island, NY.?The original white settlers of that area, the "Bonackers" (who lived mostly around Acabonack Creek and Harbor) are more and more hard pressed to make a living in that increasingly crowded and polluted place.

?Both Robin and I have apparently changed the words a little over the years.?She says she's not fussy about it, but I include the words she originally sent to me in the booklet.?The arrangement here is mostly Robin's own; the twelve-string is only trying to give the flavor of her strong piano-playing.

?It wasn't like this last year

?It wasn't like this at all

?We were taking the blues and thr groupers

?From February into the fall

?You to ask yourself what happened

?When you're up against the wall

?It wasn't like this last year

?It wasn't like this at all.

?Speak, speak, Bonack

?It's a fair gant end to the bayman's day

?Speak, speak Bonac

?All the children are moving away

?Has it come down plain

?Is it time to seine

?On another bay?

?And could these be the Lesters

?Who used to run this town

?When the right whale swam off Ponquogue

?They would sail their tall ships down

?There were Lesters in the rigging

?Lesters on the Sound

?Could these old men be the Lesters

?Who used to run this town?

?Speak, speak Bonac?/p>

?Last night when you went fishing

?And I saw you face to face

?I knew as clear as a bell through the fog

?That you'd never leave this place

?No more can the hunter in the sky

?Give up his fruitless chase

?It's as clear as a bell through the fog at night

?When I saw you face to face

?It's as clear as a bell through the fog at night

?That you'll never leave this place.

?Speak, speak Bonac?/p>

Another Bay ?/span>is recorded on the album Schooners and is in the songbook One to Sing, One to Haul