Standard (EADGBE)
the gut of me professes love
and hollerin' pre secretations
but there are just so many of
you are different
a stronger girl would brush this off in flight
never giving more than a frowning hour
but you have let your heart decide
loss has conquered you
and you won one too many fights
wearin' many hats every time
but you won't win here tonight
you made it through the direst of straits all right
can you help it if plain love now seems less interesting
but you haven't changed an ounce in my eyes
and I cannot lecture you
does anything I say seem relevant at all
you've been at the helm since you were just 5ive
and I cannot claim to be more than a passenger
well you won one too many fights
wearin' all of your clothes at the same time
do you want an end tonight
oh girl, sail and don't sink her
Riff
)
this time...
Riff
)
this time...
do do, da das...
(it's late and I'm a little lost in this area, but it picks back up again.
you get the idea.)
just a moment to find out
not a mind will retain even a trace
with the thoughts that we struggle to tell
and now our stack of cards just fell
to settle this one time for all the light
no longer shows the cracks around your door
and I have no lantern to light your way home tonight
you are not some saint who's above
we're not gonna stroll through the flowers
you got so much more to dream of
oh girl, sail and don't sink her
this time...
this time...
this time...