Autoscroll
1 Column 
Text size
Transpose 0
Spinnaker (The Park Bench Rant) The Narrative Of Captain Black Of The Left Bank Tabbed by Zack Richardson C7-x02010
CA wave C7came Emswept me Goff of the Cdeck Angry C7sea Emgives and Gtakes it away C I C7kept on Emswimming, singing, Gsearching for an Cisland or C7garden to Emlie inG CThe rain C7kept on Emfalling Gon to my Carms and C7legs They Emanchored me to Gslate gray Cwater The C7albatross Emaround my neck Gmade it C Hard to C7look up to Emsee the Gsky C I C7dreamt of the Emsand Gof your CbeachC7 where EmI'd Gcome Cashore Wake C7up a Emlittle saddle Gsoar but make it hoCme C7 Em G
C C7 Em G C C7 Em G C C7 Em G C
I C7was smashed Emsomewhere Gin beCtween A murky C7sky and the Emcoming tide, the Gcoming tide C C7Everyday the Emsame Gswimming, sinking, feeling We rosCe, my C7rose but we Emdid a lot of Gfalling C As they C7pulled me Emfrom Gtheir Cnets, C7stood on the Emdeck G C C7Arms out Emstretched Gto the Chorizons where I C7saw you Em G C C7Sailing over Emoceans Gfrozen in Cyour doorway C7and me EmStumbling down your Gstreets speaking C C7IncoEmherently Gwith the Cnight C7 Em G C C7I was dreaming of Emyour Gwhite Csand C7unblackened by tEmime and time Gagain Where IC cC7ould find some Emcommon ground to Gkiss and call my Cown C7 Em G
C C7 Em G C C7 Em G