Am D Am D C [1st Verse]G D She comes to meFmaj7 C In her prewashed bright blue jeansG D Bag sewn tightlyFmaj7 C Pursed lips are kissing meG D Back up to collegeFmaj7 D Just a few miles down the roadG D And we rememberFmaj7 C Something we've never been toldAm D Come up on dry landAm I've had too much to drinkD C I'm tired and need some sleep [Verse]G D Come SeptemberFmaj7 C Cold mornings open upG D Make incisionsFmaj7 C And cut egos will eruptG D What did you findFmaj7 C Hidden in your mind's deep recessG D When the going gets toughFmaj7 C You and I must take a restAm D Come up on dry landAm Your coming into your ownD C But hey that's not my fault [Chorus]G D F C Come up on to this dry landG D F C Won't you let me lend a handG D F C Come up on to this dry land [Verse]G D And when I surfacedFmaj7 C Mountains opened up like fishG D Breathe through gills nowFmaj7 C And I'm making one small wishG D With heaven beside meFmaj7 C There is no one can do me harmG D But the devil inside meFmaj7 C At least then I can stay warmAm D Come up on dry landAm She understood her fateD You can't take standsC Too late [Chorus]G D F C Come up on to this dry landG D F C Won't you let me lend a handG D F C Come up on to this dry land
Dry Land
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Composição: Chris Colbourn, Tom Maginnis, Bill Janovitz e Buffalo Tom
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