Walt Grace's Submarine Test, January 1967

Capo 6 C F Walt Grace, desperately hating his whole place Am Dreamed to discover a new space F And buried himself alive C F Inside his basement, tongue on the side of his face meant Am He's working away on displacement F And what it would take to survive F Am G F 'Cause when you're done with this world Am G You know the next is up to you C F G And his wife told his kids he was crazy C F G And his friends said he'd fail if he tried C F But with a will to work hard Am D And a library card F G C He took a homemade, fan-blade, one-man submarine ride C F That morning, the sea was mad and I mean it Am Waves as big as he'd seen it F Deep in his dreams at home C From dry land F He rolled it over to wet sand Am Closed the hatch up with one hand F And pedaled off alone F Am G F 'Cause when you're done with this world Am G You know the next is up to you C F G And for once in his life it was quiet C F G As he learned how to turn in the tide C F And the sky was a flare Am D When he came up for air F G C In his homemade, fan-blade, one-man submarine ride C One evening F When weeks had passed since his leaving Am The call she'd planned on receiving F Finally made it home C She accepted F The news she'd never expected Am The operator connected F A call from Tokyo F Am G F 'Cause when you're done with this world Am G You know the next is up to you C Now his friends F G Bring him up when they're drinking C F G At the bar with his name on the side C F And they smile when they can Am D As they speak of a man F G C Who took a homemade, fan-blade, one-man submarine ride