Narrows

     F# - 2/4/4/3/2/2
    F#7 - 2/4/2/3/2/4
    G#7 - 4/6/4/5/4/4
      B - 7/9/9/8/7/7
     C# - 9/11/11/10/9/9

F#            F#7
Tide slack, a summer low
G#7
Sunlight catch the golden narrows
        B
They’re rising on the flood
        F#                 G#7       B
For the chartreuse and the blood red this time
                F#
This time I know


         F#           F#7
And with all my heart left to faith
  G#7
I cast my luck into the water and I pray
    B
for all my scars and my intuition
   F#
To see me through this
     G#7                     B                  F#
I’ve never been fishing like this before, anyway


        F#               F#7
Now the summer run comes through the straight
      G#7
And I cast my luck into the river and I wait
     B
With all my years and my inspiration
   F#                    G#7                         B
To see me through with a little bit of patience this time
                F#
This time I know


                 B        G#7      C#
La, la, la, la - la - la, la - la, la - la, la
F#               B        G#7      C#          F#
La, la, la, la - la - la, la - la, la - la, la


        F#         F#7
Now the river runs summer slow
G#7
Sunlight cast won’t catch the rainbow
B                        F#
rising on the river bend
         F#             F#7
And with all of my hard luck to face
  G#7
I cast my thoughts out onto the lake
     B
With all my stars and my inner vision
   F#
To see me through
    G#7                       B
Won’t see me fishing like this anymore
            G#7                                B             F#
And it gets hard to find the time for this now anymore, anyway


                 B        G#7      C#
La, la, la, la - la - la, la - la, la - la, la
F#               B        G#7      C#          F#
La, la, la, la - la - la, la - la, la - la, la


F#              B
Here we are the sun
        G#7
And the rain
           C#
In the the rain we go
F#             B
We are all the same
   G#7
We know
   C#
We know

       F#
At the start of it
      F#
was a spark
      F#
in my hands
                        F#
And my heart became the tight line
        F#
And the weight of it
    F#
The wait of it
                           F#
And I’ve waited most of my life for this
        F#
And The be mine, oh be mine.
        F#
And The be mine, oh be mine.

F#
Ohh - (HOLD)

F#            F#7
Tide slack, a summer low
G#7
Sunlight catch the golden narrows
        B                        F#
They’re rising on the flood again