Out Of The Pines

Intro C Em F C Am Em F G [Verso 1] C Em F C Am Em F G I’ve never been much good at getting up in the morning. Singing after dark has been my tool. C Em F C Am Em F G I’ve got my pistol out on this innocent blue dawning. Guardian on those dreams still on the move. [Refrão] F G C C/B Am G F G C C7 I hope to find my way out of the pines there’s not much now that’s never been done before. F G C C/B Am G F G C Another life, Walking down that ocean road, to the surf here has brought me just in time . Verse C Em F C Am Em F G I never been much good at heeding the bosses warning. Dictated by that pulp they all sell. C Em F C Am Em F G And I haven’t got the time for that bourgeois hippy yearning banging on my drums and my bells. [Refrão] F G C C/B Am G F G C C7 I hope to find my way out of the pines there’s not much now that’s never been done before. F G C C/B Am G F G C Another line, Walking down that ocean road, to the surf here has brought me just in time. Solo C Em F C Am Em F G Verse first line quiet just one strum C Em F C Am Em F G I’ve never been much good at keeping a good thing going. Just another fool the wishing well. C Em F C When they tell me I’m doing it wrong and I say that don’t make meaning. Am Em F G The way you float downstream in the ship of spells. [Refrão] F G C C/B Am G F G C C7 I hope to find my way out of the pines there’s not much now that’s never been done before. F G C C/B Am G F G C Another line, Walking down that ocean road, to the surf here has brought me just in time . F G F G F G C Just to surf here, Just to surf here, Just to surf here has brought me just in time