Sally Forth

Peter McPoland

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Tom:
C F C Gentle was the tide breaking in foreign sky;
Am F G beside the moon there were echoes of this home
C F C Broken were the streets, concrete river beneath his feet
Am F G cracked and cratered and whispering all alone.
C F C Bleeding through the blinds was the moonlight and the lights,
Am F G crossing over and finding a young man’s eyes.
C F C Lost was the might of that young man on that night,
Am Dm E looking for where the sea met the sky [Chorus]
F C Oh, sally forth
F C F Am my love, I adore you more and more.
F E As each day the rocks are around him, on the shore.
F C F C I wait beside the lighthouse every night
Am in my home
F G C I am here, waiting for a turn.
[Verse]
C F C Shallow was the one in the crack on the tile
Am F G as she dropped a bottle, frightened by the cry of the wind.
C F C “He will come in time,” she would say, once in a while
Am F G and she hoped that the screen door would sing again.
C F C Soft was the light, hanging down beside the night
Am F G and the kitchen streaks of plaster lay still cracked
C F C Lost was the might of the women on that night,
Am Dm E for the earth had taken that blue sea and turned it to black [Chorus]
F C Oh, sally forth
F C F Am my love, I adore you more and more.
F E As each day the rocks are around him, on the shore.
F C F C I wait beside the lighthouse every night
Am in my home
F G C I am here, waiting for a turn.
C F C Am F G x2 [Chorus]
F C Oh, sally forth
F C F Am my love, I adore you more and more.
F E As each day the rocks are around him, on the shore.
F C F C I wait beside the lighthouse every night
Am in my home
F G Am I am here, waiting for a turn.
F In my home
C G C I am here waiting for a turn
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