Misc Originals – Bill Frank - No Place For Tony Lamas (Guitar)

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No Place for Tony Lamas © 2018 Bill Frank All Rights Reserved [Verse 1]
G                    Fmaj7
I followed you to an island vacation

     C                    G
Not much of a plan in my brain

      G                    Fmaj7
Some soft recreation, some faux procreation

      C                   G
In a tropic hotel by the bay
[Chorus]
       Em                  D
This beach in Bahama’s no place for Tony Lamas

    G                              C
My boots are practically full of sand

        C                         G
Where white-shorted fellas bring drinks with umbrellas

    D                         G
To music of a steel drumming band
[Verse 2]
G                         Fmaj7
Wasn’t prepared for the change in surroundings

     C                            G
A suitcase full of jeans for the shore

      G                    Fmaj7
Copper-tone or Speedos you won’t see on me Hoss

      C                   G
I just couldn’t take any more
[Chorus]
       Em                   D
This beach in Bahama’s no place for Tony Lamas

    G                              C
My boots are practically full of sand

        C                          G
Where white-shorted fellas bring drinks with umbrellas

    D                         G
To music of a steel drumming band
[Bridge]
C                              G
I suppose I could make me some cut-offs

Fmaj7                         G
Start drinking rum ‘stead of beer

      C                          G
This place really threw me but something still drew me to

D                            G
Spending more time with you here
[Chorus]
       Em                        D
This beach in the Bahamas’s no place for Tony Lamas

    G                               C
But bare-foot’s feeling good in the sand

        C                          G
Where white-shorted fellas bring drinks with umbrellas

    D                            G
I’m thinking it’s a life I can stand

       Em                     B  D
This beach in the Bahamas’s no place for Tony Lamas

    G                          C
I’m dropping my jeans to the floor

        C               G
Spending some time with you out where the ocean's blue

    D                        G
And leaving my boots by the door
[Tag]
 C                           G
Spending some time with you out where the ocean's blue

      D                      G
And leaving my boots by the door