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Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

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I’ll start my life out on the sea

Away from waving families

 Found washed in walking on the beach

 In the fishing town in june

 I’ll have all my words for company

 A few shards of new currency

 A lamp to show the evening in

 And wake me when it leaves

 But here I am, still on these sands

Well if these tall buildings part from me

 Then I’ll swim myself to sovereignty

 No people creeping, marching streets

 Will keep me from my seas

Well if all my things are packed and neat

Quick stiff joint to help me sleep

Then I’ll wade out till it’s too deep

 And row myself away

 By here I am, still on these sands, with you.

 Here’s to your pier city

 as I save this monologue

 Here’s to your pier city

 as I save this monologue

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 Here’s to your pier city

 as I save this monologue

 Here’s to your pier city

 as I save this monologue

 It seems weeks since you have talked to me

 Whilst I build my new economy

 Of practicing excuses of

 Why it is I have to leave

 I said if these tall buildings part from me

 But I guess that only works for me

 Of working out why these streets

 Have never been my home

 And yes I know, I will row alone