The Kingston Trio - To try for the sun

We stood in the ^Fwindy ^Gcity ^F The gypsy ^Gboy and ^CI We slept on the ^Fbreeze in the ^Gmidnight With the ^Frain dropping ^Gtears in our ^Ceyes

And ^Fwho's going to ^Gbe the ^Cone To ^Fsay it was no ^Ggood what we ^Cdone? I ^Fdare a man to ^Gsay I'm too ^Cyoung, ^G/Booh, ^Amooh ^FI'm going to ^Gtry for the ^Csun

We huddled in a ^Fderelict ^Gbuilding And ^Fwhen he ^Gthought I was a^Csleep He put his poor ^Fcoat round my ^Gshoulder And ^Fshivered there be^Gside me in a ^Cheap

And ^Fwho's going to ^Gbe the ^Cone To ^Fsay it was no ^Ggood what we ^Cdone? I ^Fdare a man to ^Gsay I'm too ^Cyoung, ^G/Booh, ^Amooh ^FI'm going to ^Gtry for the ^Csun

We sang and cracked the ^Fsky with our ^Glaughter Our ^Fbreath turned to ^Gmist in the ^Ccold Our years put to^Fgether count to ^Gthirty But our ^Feyes told the ^Gstars that we were ^Cold

And ^Fwho's going to ^Gbe the ^Cone To ^Fsay it was no ^Ggood what we ^Cdone? I ^Fdare a man to ^Gsay I'm too ^Cyoung, ^G/Booh, ^Amooh ^FI'm going to ^Gtry for the ^Csun