Gm F
i’m undecided about you again
Gm C
mightn’t be right that you’re not here
Cm Dm
it’s double – sided ’cause i ruined it all
Dmaj7 A# A#7
– but also saved myself by never believing you , dear
everything good i deem too good to be true
everything else is just a bore
everything i have to look forward to
has a pretty painful and very imposing before
chorus : ( twice )
Dm Am Em Em – D#m – Dm
o’ sailor why’d you do it – what’d you do that for?
Dm Am G
saying there’s nothing to it – and lettin’ it go by the boards
i have too been playing with fifty – two cards
– just ’cause i play so far from my vest
whatever i’ve got , i’ve got no reason to guard
what could i do , but spend my best
[ chorus ( twice ) ]
G# G#/F C/D
and after waiting , fighting patiently on my knees
G# G#/F Cm
all the other stuff tired itself out first , not me
G# G#/F C/D
and in its wake , appeared the touch and call of a different breed
D# Cm D Dm
one who set to get me wise and got me there and then , got me
and what a thing to know what could be instead
oh , what a blessed curse; to see
it took the agenda from its place in my bed
made a merry paramour of me
[ chorus once ]
Dm Am Em Em – D#m – Dm
o’ sailor why’d you do it – what’d you do that for
Dm Am G
giving me eyes to view it – as it goes by the boards
Gm F
i’m undecided about you again
Gm C
mightn’t be right that you’re not here
Cm Dm
it’s double – sided ’cause i ruined it all
Dmaj7 A# A#7
– but also saved myself by never believing you , dear
everything good i deem too good to be true
everything else is just a bore
everything i have to look forward to
has a pretty painful and very imposing before
chorus : ( twice )
Dm Am Em Em – D#m – Dm
o’ sailor why’d you do it – what’d you do that for?
Dm Am G
saying there’s nothing to it – and lettin’ it go by the boards
i have too been playing with fifty – two cards
– just ’cause i play so far from my vest
whatever i’ve got , i’ve got no reason to guard
what could i do , but spend my best
[ chorus ( twice ) ]
G# G#/F C/D
and after waiting , fighting patiently on my knees
G# G#/F Cm
all the other stuff tired itself out first , not me
G# G#/F C/D
and in its wake , appeared the touch and call of a different breed
D# Cm D Dm
one who set to get me wise and got me there and then , got me
and what a thing to know what could be instead
oh , what a blessed curse; to see
it took the agenda from its place in my bed
made a merry paramour of me
[ chorus once ]
Dm Am Em Em – D#m – Dm
o’ sailor why’d you do it – what’d you do that for
Dm Am G
giving me eyes to view it – as it goes by the boards
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