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Sinatra And I ukulele

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Sinatra and I
-James Keelaghan
Tabbed by: TapdancingJayses

C   F  G  C   G

C                         F
I have to admit there's a strange tale between us
C                      F               G
A twisted road winding between you and I
C                              F
I was living in a cabin on the edges of Staten
C                           F          G
I was lyin' in bed, looking out at the night

G                  F           C
Grey sky exploded, fire rained down
C                           F             C
Some refinery in Jersey had burned to the ground
G                        F           C
Call me superstitious, I called it a sign.
C                    F                  G
I packed up the van, headed out for the night

C                             F
I wandered for months; it was gorgeous but somehow
C                        F         G
I didn't know what I was tryin' to find
C                                F
The last days of summer found me crossin' the border
C                                 F         G
I was feelin' quite lonely, quite out of my mind.

G                       F            C
I stopped in Regina, my spirits were low
C                               F        G
If I didn't do something, I was bound to explode.
G                               F        C
If I was gonna keep travelin' I needed a date
C                               F  G
Pulled the van to a stop at the SPCA

Am                      F         C
There he sat curled up, back in a corner
C                       F        G
Face like a bandit, and icy blue eyes.
Am                  F
Opened the gate and casually strolled
C                       F      G
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.


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