Verse:
Eb            Ebsus2           Eb         Ebsus2
Our daydream spills from my gold head
                   Cm
Breaks free of my wooden neck
Ab               Abm
Left a nod over sleeping waves
Eb            Ebsus2          Eb       Ebsus2
Like bobbing bait for bathing cod
                   Cm
Floating flocks of candle swans
Ab              Abm
Slowly drift across wax ponds

Chorus:
Eb            Cm             Gm             Cm
 The men all played along to marching drums
            Gm          Cm          Bb
And boy did they have fun behind the sea
          Eb        Cm                Gm             Cm
They sang, “so our matching legs are marching clocks
          Gm          Cm          Bb
And we’re all too small to talk to god
           Eb            Cm          Bb
Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to god"

Verse:
Eb         Ebsus2              Eb              Ebsus2
Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs
      Cm
To us from the dock.
Ab                     Abm
Jinxed things ringing as they leak
Eb            Ebsus2           Eb        Ebsus2
Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk.
                   Cm
Scarecrow now it’s time to hatch
Ab                  Abm         -stop- Eb
Sprouting sons and ageless daughters.

Bridge:
Eb                Db                            Bbm7
Those watermelon smiles just can’t ripen underwater

Just can’t ripen underwater

Chorus:
Eb            Cm             Gm             Cm
 The men all played along to marching drums
            Gm          Cm          Bb
And boy did they have fun behind the sea
          Eb        Cm                Gm             Cm
They sang, “so our matching legs are marching clocks
          Gm          Cm          Bb
And we’re all too small to talk to god
           Eb            Cm          Bb
Yes, we’re all too smart to talk to god"