Cass McCombs - Windfall

^A Waking up to the breath of the ^Dshore ^GAnd feeling ^Aan air I had ne^Dver before^{G G}Windfall! W^Asus4indfall! Surrou^Dnding me! Wi^Dndfall! Wi^Asus4ndfall! I rid^De on thee! (I ride^Asus4 on thee!)^D

^G Flying t^Ahrough the am^Dber clouds ^GBlowing wo^Ards right from ^Dmy mouth Win^Gdfall! Win^Asus4dfall! T^Dake me aw^Gay! Wi^Gndfall! Win^Asus4dfall! To an ^Dendless day! (en^Asus4dless day!) ^D

N^F#mow I don’t much^G care for l^F#mandlubbing I was so ^Gdesperate and ^F#myoung Y^Gou came beginning in^A the lobe of m^F#my lung and ^Aended at my he^Dels!

T^Ghe world is lost Even^A the birds are tired But I can fly with you As long you can ^Dinspire H^Asus4eaven’s windfall! Ey^Des in the sky Fee^Asus4l the front come! We wil^Dl never d^Gie