James Vincent McMorrow - If i had a boat

^GGolden, golden, ^Em7golden river ^Grun ^GTo the East then ^Em7drop beneath the ^Gsun And ^Gas the moon lies ^Em7low and over^Ghead We're

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^Em7Burn slow, burning up the^G back wall ^Em7Long roads, where the city mee^Gts the sky ^Em7Most days, most days stay the^G sole same ^Em7Please stay, for this fear it will no^Gt die

If I had a ^Cboat, I would sa^Gil to you Hold you in my ^Darms, ask you t^Emo be true Once I had a ^Cdream, it died lon^Gg before Now I'm pointed ^Dnorth, hoping ^Emfor the shor

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^Em7Down low, down amongst the ^Gthorn rows ^Em7Weeds grow, through the lilies and the ^Gvine ^Em7Birds play, try to find their ^Gown way ^Em7Soft clay, on your feet and under ^Gmine

If I had a ^Cboat, I would sa^Gil to you Hold you in my ^Darms, ask you t^Emo be true Once I had a ^Cdream, it died lon^Gg before Now I'm pointed ^Dnorth, hoping ^Emfor the shor

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Splitting at the ^Cseams Heaving at the ^Gbrace Sheets all billo^Dwing The breaking of the ^Em7day Sea is not m^Cy friend And everyon^Ge conspires Still I cho^Dose to swim Slip beneath^Em7 the tide

Once I had a ^Cdream Once I had a ^Ghope That was yester^Dday Not so long a^Em7go This is not the ^Cend This is just the ^Gworld Such a foolish ^Dthing Such an honest ^Em7girl

If I had a ^Cboat, I would sa^Gil to you Hold you in my ^Darms, ask you t^Em7o be true Once I had a ^Cdream, it died lon^Gg before Now I'm pointed ^Dnorth, hoping ^Em7for the shore