Dogtown Harry Chapin
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[Verse 1]
Up in Massachusetts
There's a little spit of land
The men who make the maps
Yes, they call the place Cape Ann
The men who do the fishing
Call it Gloucester Harbor Sound
But the women left behind
They call the place Dogtown
[Verse 2]
The men go out for whaling
Past the breakers and the fogs
The women stay home waiting
They're protected by the dogs
A tough old whaler woman
Who had seen three husbands drown
Polled the population
And she named the place Dogtown
[Chorus]
There's all these grey-faced women
In their black widow's gowns
Living in this graveyard granite town
Yeah, you soon learn there's many
More than one way to drown
That's while going to the dogs
Here in Dogtown
Up in Massachusetts
There's a little spit of land
The men who make the maps
Yes, they call the place Cape Ann
The men who do the fishing
Call it Gloucester Harbor Sound
But the women left behind
They call the place Dogtown
[Verse 2]
The men go out for whaling
Past the breakers and the fogs
The women stay home waiting
They're protected by the dogs
A tough old whaler woman
Who had seen three husbands drown
Polled the population
And she named the place Dogtown
[Chorus]
There's all these grey-faced women
In their black widow's gowns
Living in this graveyard granite town
Yeah, you soon learn there's many
More than one way to drown
That's while going to the dogs
Here in Dogtown
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