D Bm G A DD Bm G A D I've been walking Matagorda Bay, thinking about you the whole dayBm G A D Hot Texas sand under my feet and the waves of the gulf crush the beachD G This hot sun has got a way of making my beer coldD A Just like sun burnt children have got a way of making me feel oldD G And all these honeymooners man I'm feeling aloneD A So I'm picking up seashells, waiting on you to come back homeD Bm G A D I've been walking Matagorda Bay, thinking about you the whole dayBm G A D Hot Texas sand under my feet and the waves of the gulf crush the beachG D Well the sun is glaring and the people are staring and the seagulls are singing alongG D A And I don't know when I'm gonna see you, but I know I'm waiting way too longD Bm G A D I've been walking Matagorda Bay, thinking about you the whole day [Instrumental]D Bm G A DD G Jump in my boat, heading out to the flatsD A I've got my fly rod in hand, wading through the cool sea grassD G I've got not luck, spottin' tail and redsD A I've got no damn luck, getting you out of my headD Bm G A D I've been walking Matagorda Bay, thinking about you the whole dayBm G A D Hot Texas sand under my feet and the waves of the gulf crush the beachG D Well the sun is glaring and the people are staring and the seagulls are singing alongG D A And I don't know when I'm gonna see you, but I know I'm waiting way too longD Bm G A D I've been walking Matagorda Bay, thinking about you the whole day
Matagorda Bay
Josh Abbott Band
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