Canajoharie

(início)

E         B                   A
In the overgrowth of the underbrush
                Am/C
Shown a fossil tooth which I must have dropped
E/B          B                 A                               F      B
very long ago which reminded me how we wound up where we are now
E                    B                A
Right through those trees, I'm not insane
                 Am/C
That's where we came into this place
E/B           B
and if you squint, if you squint your brain
A                        F       B
I'll take my paints and try to paint
       E B/D#
Canajoharie
       A/C# E/B
Canajoharie
               F#m                          A
Where a front flipper first evolved on the day
                 F#m                      B
When a daring mudskipper dragged itself away
              E B/D#
Out of Canajoharie
       A/C# E/B
Canajoharie
              F#m                     A
Call me sentimental but I want to go back
                       F#m                   B
And commemorate the place with a historical plaque
E              B                      A
It's as if a fin, reaching from the swamp
                  Am/C
Grabbed me by my arm, tried to pull me in
E/B                B
But my arm was strong
                     A                         F      B
And the fin was an inaccurately reconstructed fake
E                             B              A
It was right through those trees, I'm not insane
                  Am/C
That's where the fin tried to drag me in
E/B                 B
Don't look at me, look at where I'm pointing
A                         F         B
Close your eyes, see what I see
       E B/D#
Canajoharie
       A/C# E/B
Canajoharie
                    F#m                            A
I get the creeping feeling all my old friends are gone
                    F#m                         B
And that this baby tooth no longer fits in my skull
bridge:
G Am C Am C Am D B/D# B
E            B             A
If you can draw it in the air
               Am/C
Or write it down, then you weren't there
E/B
What's gone is mute
B
Someone changed the truth
A
They smoked the proof
              F           B
And there's nothing left of
       E B/D#
Canajoharie
       A/C# E/B
Canajoharie
               F#m                         A
Where a front flipper first evolved on the day
               F#m                       B
When a daring mudskipper dragged itself away
               F#m                    B
Where a rocket ship experiment went awry
               F#m                            B
When the prototype exploded on the launching site
               E B/D#
Back in Canajoharie
       A/C# E/B
Canajoharie
              F#m                     A
Call me sentimental but I want to go back
                      F#m                     B
And commemorate the place with a historical plaque