Castaways Teclado

	  
 
 

Intro: C (x4)

Verse 
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I feel a storm coming on and I want make it right tonight 
          F                                                         G 
There's a tired in your eyes I can tell you're on the verge of cry- ing 
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Baby, pack something warm and a couple of things you'd miss if you had to be gone for a week 
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Let's go find someplace you can dis- -appear till this storm passes over and your sky grows clear 

      F                  C 
In my arms, pretty girl, you can runaway 
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Get lost somewhere, get stranded wait out this hurricane 
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A broken down motel on a beach only cash where they don't ask for names 
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Till you get your feet back under you, baby, we can live like castaways 

       F                   C                       G 
We can get so busy hard to tell who we are anymore 
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Need a long stretch of sand we can walk, build a fire, cuddle up warm 
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Lay your hair in the grass let me whisper your name, take your mind off the crazy medic- ate your pain 
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Till the noise goes quiet and the chains go slack, baby, close your eyes its time to fall back 

      F                        C 
In my arms, hmmm, pretty girl, you can runaway 
    F                                         C 
Get lost somewhere get stranded wait out this hurricane 
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A little seaside town carnival closed down where no- body will look for days 
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Till you get your feet back under you, baby, let's live like castaways
 

Solo  
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Bridge 
           Am                G/B                          C 
Yeah, it's coming back I can see it, peeking through your smoky hair 
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A little hint of smile in the corner of your eyes baby come over here, come over here --- 
 
      F            C 
In my arms, pretty girl, you can runaway 
    F                                           C 
Get lost out here under an old oak pier, listen to the waves 
         F                                     C          G/B           F 
A broken down motel on a beach only cash where they don't ask for names 
                       C               G                      C 
Till you get your feet back under you, baby, we can live like castaways 

      F                                                   C        G/B      F 
Empty bottles on a beach yeah just you and me we can stay out here for days 
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Till you get your feet back under you, baby --- let's live like castaways 

Outro 
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