Tom Waits - Barcarolle

A c^Cloud lets ^Csus4go of the m^Coon ^Csus4 Her r^Cibbons are a^Csus4ll out of t^Cune ^C7 She is s^Fkating on the ice In a glass in the hands of a ^Cman That she kissed on a train ^C7 And the c^Fhildren are all gone into town To get candy and ^Cwe are alone in the ^Am7house here And your ^Gsus4eyes fall d^Gown on me

^CAnd I belong ^Csus4only to y^Cou ^Csus4 The w^Cater is f^Csus4illing my s^Choes ^C7 In the w^Fine of my heart there's a stone In a well made of ^Cbone That you bring to the pond ^C7 And I'm h^Fere in your pocket

And the c^Chain from your watch around ^Am7my neck And I'll ^Gsus4stay right ^Ghere until it's t^Cime

The g^Cirls all ^Csus4knit in the s^Chade ^Csus4 Bef^Core the ^Csus4baby is m^Cade ^C7 And the b^Franches bend down

I'm l^Cost in the blond summer grass ^C7 And the t^Frain whistle blows

Till there's o^Cnly the tickets and c^Am7rows here And the g^Gsus4rass will ^Gall grow b^Cack

The br^D7anches spill Alice And I belong only to y^Gou ^{Csus4 C}