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Sinatra and I
-James Keelaghan
Tabbed by: TapdancingJayses
[Intro]
D G A D A
D G
I have to admit there's a strange tale between us
D G A
A twisted road winding between you and I
D G
I was living in a cabin on the edges of Staten
D G A
I was lyin' in bed, looking out at the night
A G D
Grey sky exploded, fire rained down
D G D
Some refinery in Jersey had burned to the ground
A G D
Call me superstitious, I called it a sign.
D G A
I packed up the van, headed out for the night
D G
I wandered for months; it was gorgeous but somehow
D G A
I didn't know what I was tryin' to find
D G
The last days of summer found me crossin' the border
D G A
I was feelin' quite lonely, quite out of my mind.
A G D
I stopped in Regina, my spirits were low
D G A
If I didn't do something, I was bound to explode.
A G D
If I was gonna keep travelin' I needed a date
D G A
Pulled the van to a stop at the SPCA
Bm G D
There he sat curled up, back in a corner
D G A
Face like a bandit, and icy blue eyes.
Bm G
Opened the gate and casually strolled
D G A
Out of the kennel, and into my life.
NOTE: I dont' usually do this, but I'll let you figure out the rest. It's the same
and I'm writing this in a hurry. Sorry!
So it was that Sinatra and I went a'rovin'
Yeah, that's what I called him, because of his eyes
Turns out as well, he's a pretty good singer
Though he tends more to blues than to strangers at night
Blue-eyes beside me we kept heading North
Near Whitehorse the van finally gave up the ghost
Got a job at a cafe where Sinatra begged scraps
Savin' our money for spark plugs and maps
Some nights we've both got cabin fever
We go for a walk ol' Sinatra and I
Nose in the ground, sniffing out possibilities
Me looking out through the dome of the sky.
I ask him to sit, he pays me no mind.
He'll do it his way, and I'll do it mine
That's why I liked him, once more that's why
I think there's a future for Sinatra and I.
Enjoy!!
