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Sometimes
R. DAWSON & S. FINK

Old Rusty, his sun baked boat
Cuts through the waves, away he floats away
Floats away

Left his feelings tied in knots
Louise a love, he almost forgot her name
Her name

Sometimes you feel like lying
Sometimes you feel like flying
Sometimes the sails catch the breeze

Sturdy pegs salt burned timber
Once in a while, still remembers those days
Those days

Sweet Louise her coal black hair.
Cotton clouds filled the air
Before the rain
Before the rain

Sometimes you feel like lying
Sometimes you feel like flying
Sometimes the sails catch the breeze

Misty Morning on the stern
The sky cleared the oceans churn
A storm’s refrain
Storms refrain

This, yet another sailors song
Sometimes she sings along,
as he plays
As he plays

Sometimes you feel like lying
Sometimes you feel like flying
Sometimes the sails catch the breeze

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Instruments and Vocals: Steven Fink

Em   D   Bm  A   F#m   Em x2

Em  D  Bm

A               F#m                    Em

Old Rusty, his sun baked boat

 

Em  D  Bm

 

A                              F#m                Em

Cuts through the waves, away he

D     A/C#    G

Floats away

 

D     A/C#    G

Floats away

 

Em  D  Bm

A               F#m                    Em

Left his feelings tied in knots

 

Em  D  Bm

A               F#m                    Em

Louise a love, he almost forgot

 

D       A/C#     G

Her name

 

              D        A/C#      G

Almost forgot her name

 

                             A           F#m       Em

Sometimes you feel like lying

 

                             A            F#m       Em

Sometimes you feel like flying

 

                             G                     D/F#        Em

Sometimes the sails catch the breeze

 

 

Em  D  Bm

A               F#m                    Em

Sturdy pegs salt burned timber

 

Em  D  Bm

A               F#m                    Em

Once in a while, still remembers

             D      A/C#     G

Those days

 

             D      A/C#     G

Those days

 

 

Em  D  Bm

A               F#m                    Em

Sweet Louise her coal black hair.

 

Em  D  Bm

A               F#m                    Em

Cotton clouds filled the air

 

                    D    A/C#    G

Before the rain

 

                    D    A/C#    G

Before the rain

 

                            A            F#m     Em

Sometimes you feel like lying

 

                             A            F#m     Em

Sometimes you feel like flying

 

                            G                      D/F#      Em

Sometimes the sails catch the breeze

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