Misc Unsigned Bands - David bowick - one track mind

She ^Cswears like a sailor, but she swears that she’s mine Gets me revved like an engine made in ^C7‘69 She’s the ^Fwind in my hair she’s the arm on my chair on ^CSunday I ^Gdon’t need no signs to ^Fyou in my one track ^Cmind I ^Gdon’t need no signs to ^Fyou in my one track ^Cmind

The ^Cdoctors all said it was a heart attack I said you don’t understand my girl just ^C7loves me like that I ^Fstart to flat line when our hearts align their ^Cbeating I ^Gdon’t need no signs to ^Fyou in my one track ^Cmind I ^Gdon’t need no signs to ^Fyou in my one track ^Cmind

If ^FI feel lost it means she’s gone away Like having ^Cdancers but no music at the new york ballet ^FWhatever it costs I’ve got to make her stay Not a ^Gcoming and a going like an L.A. valet

You ^Cdon’t have to go when opportunity knocks When what it’s selling rubs a^C7way like chalk The ^Fwoman I fell for is ringing that bell to ^Cfind her and I ^Gdon’t need no signs to ^Fyou in my one track ^Cmind I ^Gdon’t need no signs to ^Fyou in my one track ^Cmind I ^Gdon’t need no signs to ^Fyou in my one track ^Cmind I ^Gdon’t need no signs to ^Fyou in my one track ^Cmind