Verse: Ab Absus2 Ab Absus2 Our daydream spills from my gold head Fm Breaks free of my wooden neck Db Dbm Left a nod over sleeping waves Ab Absus2 Ab Absus2 Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Fm Floating flocks of candle swans Db Dbm Slowly drift across wax ponds Chorus: Ab Fm Cm Fm The men all played along to marching drums Cm Fm Eb And boy did they have fun behind the sea Ab Fm Cm Fm They sang, “so our matching legs are marching clocks Cm Fm Eb And we’re all too small to talk to god Ab Fm Eb Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to god" Verse: Ab Absus2 Ab Absus2 Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs Fm To us from the dock. Db Dbm Jinxed things ringing as they leak Ab Absus2 Ab Absus2 Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk. Fm Scarecrow now it’s time to hatch Db Dbm -stop- Ab Sprouting sons and ageless daughters. Bridge: Ab Gb Ebm7 Those watermelon smiles just can’t ripen underwater Just can’t ripen underwater Chorus: Ab Fm Cm Fm The men all played along to marching drums Cm Fm Eb And boy did they have fun behind the sea Ab Fm Cm Fm They sang, “so our matching legs are marching clocks Cm Fm Eb And we’re all too small to talk to god Ab Fm Eb Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to god"
