Dean Brody

Dean Brody

Castaways
Composição de (Dean Brody)
Capo 2 

Intro: C (x4)

Verse 
         F                                                G 
I feel a storm coming on and I want make it right tonight 
          F                                                         G 
There's a tired in your eyes I can tell you're on the verge of cry- ing 
      F                         C                           G                     C 
Baby, pack something warm and a couple of things you'd miss if you had to be gone for a week 
              F                      C                 G 
Let's go find someplace you can dis- -appear till this storm passes over and your sky grows clear 


[Refrão]
F C In my arms, pretty girl, you can runaway F C Get lost somewhere, get stranded wait out this hurricane F C G/B F A broken down motel on a beach only cash where they don't ask for names C G C Till you get your feet back under you, baby, we can live like castaways F C G We can get so busy hard to tell who we are anymore F C G Need a long stretch of sand we can walk, build a fire, cuddle up warm F C G C Lay your hair in the grass let me whisper your name, take your mind off the crazy medic- ate your pain F C G Till the noise goes quiet and the chains go slack, baby, close your eyes its time to fall back
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F C In my arms, hmmm, pretty girl, you can runaway F C Get lost somewhere get stranded wait out this hurricane F C G/B F A little seaside town carnival closed down where no- body will look for days C G C Till you get your feet back under you, baby, let's live like castaways Solo F C F C F G C G Am Bridge Am G/B C Yeah, it's coming back I can see it, peeking through your smoky hair E F G A little hint of smile in the corner of your eyes baby come over here, come over here ---
[Refrão]
F C In my arms, pretty girl, you can runaway F C Get lost out here under an old oak pier, listen to the waves F C G/B F A broken down motel on a beach only cash where they don't ask for names C G C Till you get your feet back under you, baby, we can live like castaways F C G/B F Empty bottles on a beach yeah just you and me we can stay out here for days C G C Till you get your feet back under you, baby --- let's live like castaways Outro C C C

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