And Yet by Sting from The Last Ship album For any questions mail me to [email protected] Key: -sharp minor Time: 4/4 B#mmaj7.....[24322x] ........[2x122x] .......[022200] or [077750] ...[4x442x] ..........[x799xx] F9b5........[x21221] or [7x766x] or chord from the live broadcast [7x7664] ....[x24230] or [7x775x] G#m7b5......[x6767x] ........[x4242x] | B#mmaj7 | x4 *intro chords* This town, this stain on the sunrise Disguised in the mist this morning It's 8AM, a seagull shouts a sailor's warning *intro chords* This sky, this bend in the river Slows down and delivers me, the tide rolls back And all my memories fade to black B#mmaj7 B#mmaj7 And yet, and yet I'm back F9b5 This town has a strange magnetic pull F9b5 Like a homing signal in your skull *intro chords* And you sail by the stars of the hemisphere *intro chords* Wondering how in the Hell did ye end up here? It's like an underground river, or a hidden stream G#m7b5 That flows through your head, and haunts your dreams And you stuffed those dreams in this canvas sack And there's nothing round here that the wide world lacks B#mmaj7 B#mmaj7 And yet, and yet you're back F9b5 Some nights I'd lie on the deck and I'd stare at the turning of the stars *intro chords* Those constellations hanging up there from the cables and the rigging G#m7b5 I'd wonder if she saw the same, or managed to recall my name But why would she ever think of me? Some boy she loved who fled to sea? And why waste time debating whether she'd be waiting for the likes of me? | B#mmaj7 | x4 F9b5 So ye drift into port with the scum of the seas F9b5 To the dance halls and the brothels where you took your ease! And the ship's left the dock but you're half past caring And ye haven't got a clue whose bed you're sharing And your head's like a hammer on a bulkhead door G#m7b5 And it feels like somebody might have broken your jaw And there's bloodstains and glass all over the floor And ye swear to God ye'll drink no more And yet, and yet *intro chords* In truth, it's too late to find her Too late to remind her at some garden gate G#m7b5 Where a servant tells me I should wait And perhaps a door's slammed in my face My head must be in outer space And yet, and yet G#m7b5 Before the sun has set Before the sea There may be something else that's waiting for B#mmaj7 B#mmaj7 The likes of me *intro chords* This town, this stain on the sunrise | |