Up For Sale
Ton : CEnglish
HCear that sound
AAms the rain beats down
OFn the roof of our old summer homGe.
TChere'se an old wind chime
AAmnd an " up for sale " sign
AFnd the grass in long overgroGwn.
WDmaves crash against the coaGst
WEhile old ghoAmsts
AC7re still haunting meF.
TDmhough the blindes have long been drawnedFm
OCr whatever went Aon
IDmn that old summeGr home by the seCa.
SCo farewell
TAmo the crabes and shells
OFn the rocks on a cold windy dayG.
ACnd the little boy's shemes
AAmnd the rush of nicotine
AFnd the boat we set free in the baGy.
ADms the moon tugs upon the tGide
SEad and wild Ameyes
AC7re still haunting meF.
SDmomwhere deep down in my Fmbones
IC will always feeAl alone
IDmn that old summeGr home by the seCa.
F Am E7 Am A
TDmhough the blindes have long been drawnedFm
OCr whatever went Aon
SDmomwhere deep down in my Fmbones
IC will always feeAl alone
IDmn that old summeGr home by the seCa.