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James Keelaghan chords for Sinatra and i

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Sinatra and I
-James Keelaghan
Tabbed by: TapdancingJayses


[Intro]
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I have to admit there's a strange tale between us
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A chord diagramA augmentedA twisted road winding between you and I
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I was living in a cabin on the edges of Staten
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I was lyin' in bed, looking out at the night

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Grey sky exploded, fire rained down
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Some refinery in Jersey had burned to the ground
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Call me superstitious, I called it a sign.
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I packed up the van, headed out for the night

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I wandered for months; it was gorgeous but somehow
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I didn't know what I was tryin' to find
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The last days of summer found me crossin' the border
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I was feelin' quite lonely, quite out of my mind.

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I stopped in Regina, my spirits were low
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If I didn't do something, I was bound to explode.
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If I was gonna keep travelin' I needed a date
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Pulled the van to a stop at the SPCA

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There he sat curled up, back in a corner
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Face like a bandit, and icy blue eyes.
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Opened the gate and casually strolled
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Out of the kennel, and into my life.

NOTE: I dont' usually do this, but I'll let you figure out the rest. It's the same
and I'm writing this in a hurry. Sorry!


So it was that Sinatra and I went a'rovin'

Yeah, that's what I called him, because of his eyes

Turns out as well, he's a pretty good singer

Though he tends more to blues than to strangers at night


Blue-eyes beside me we kept heading North

Near Whitehorse the van finally gave up the ghost

Got a job at a cafe where Sinatra begged scraps

Savin' our money for spark plugs and maps


Some nights we've both got cabin fever

We go for a walk ol' Sinatra and I

Nose in the ground, sniffing out possibilities

Me looking out through the dome of the sky.


I ask him to sit, he pays me no mind.

He'll do it his way, and I'll do it mine

That's why I liked him, once more that's why

I think there's a future for Sinatra and I.

Almost there ...

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