If Work Permits by Format

alright...
easy song if it's okay that it's alittle off.



G
So the wind that blows across your room
C                              G
Carried cheap perfume onto your dresser 

It rained for jewelry and for credit cards 
C                            G
Two tickets to a film I don’t remember 
    C
One day you’ll kiss your rabbit’s nose, pick up the phone 
                   G
To find I've been turned over 
           C
And you’ll grab that piece of gold 
                                        D
Only to find that the smell has taken over 

Now all the things you had, they aren’t the same... 
            G
As what you hold 

same chords heah:

I'm standing in a room, 
It’s filled with older folks pleading "baby listen" 
And I scream as loud as anyone, 
But when asked to make a point I tend to whisper 
Now highways turn to tidal waves 
They’re asking me to export all of your insecurities 

         C
But that wind that blows across your room 
                                             G   D
Its gonna set the sails, and send me back to you 
G
Sometimes, when sailors are sailing 
C
They think twice, about where they’re anchoring 
G                                 C                    D
And I think, I could make better use of my time on land 
G
Ill drink less 
                              C
Cause lord knows I could use a warm kiss 
                        Am
Instead of a cold goodbye 

I’m writing the folks back home to tell them 
C                     G
"Hey I’m doing alright" 


G
It’s a shame what your father did to your brother’s head 
   C
He smashed it with a telephone 
           G
And your mother got scared and locked the door 
           C                      G          D
You were only four, but lord you remember it  
              C
So now you’re scared of love
             G                              C               G
I’m here to tell you loves not some fucking blood on the receiver 
          C
Love is speaking in code 

It’s an inside joke 
               G      D
Love is coming home 



same chorus chords
Sometimes, when sailors are sailing 
They think twice, about where they’re anchoring 
And I think, I could make better use of my time on land 
ill drink less 
cause lord knows I could use a warm kiss 
instead of a cold goodbye 
I’m writing the folks back home to tell them 
"hey I’m doing alright" 

                    C
yeah I’m doing just fine 
            Am
and if she seems as lonely as me..... 
         C
let her sink. 

let her sink. 

let her

G



pretty basic...actually, very very basic. SO probably not right, but it sounds alright to sing with.

www.TAB6.com