Dry Land

Am  D  Am  D  C

G            D
She comes to me
Fmaj7                        C
In her prewashed bright blue jeans
G            D
Bag sewn tightly
Fmaj7                   C
Pursed lips are kissing me
G               D
Back up to college
Fmaj7                     D
Just a few miles down the road
G             D
And we remember
Fmaj7                      C
Something we've never been told
Am               D
Come up on dry land
                      Am
I've had too much to drink
                        D     C
I'm tired and need some sleep

G            D
Come September
Fmaj7                   C
Cold mornings open up
G            D
Make incisions
Fmaj7                   C
And cut egos will erupt
G            D
What did you find
Fmaj7                   C
Hidden in your mind's deep recess
G            D
When the going gets tough
Fmaj7                   C
You and I must take a rest
Am               D
Come up on dry land
                      Am
Your coming into your own
                        D     C
But hey that's not my fault

G  D  F  C
Come up on to this dry land
G  D  F  C
Won't you let me lend a hand
G  D  F  C
Come up on to this dry land

G            D
And when I surfaced
Fmaj7                   C
Mountains opened up like fish
G            D
Breathe through gills now
Fmaj7                   C
And I'm making one small wish
G            D
With heaven beside me
Fmaj7                   C
There is no one can do me harm
G            D
But the devil inside me
Fmaj7                   C
At least then I can stay warm
Am               D
Come up on dry land
                      Am
She understood her fate
                     D
You can't take stands
     C
Too late

G  D  F  C
Come up on to this dry land
G  D  F  C
Won't you let me lend a hand
G  D  F  C
Come up on to this dry land

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