The Decemberists – Oceanside (Ukulele)

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Sweet Annabelle	as seen reclining on an ocean swell as the waves do lather

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up to lay her down 'til she's fast and sleeping	oh well I guess I'm 

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something of a ne'er-do-well who fell asleep at the pealing of the steeple

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bell I'm on track and keeping but oh if I could only get you ocean side

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To lay your muscles wide it’d be heavenly oh if I could only coax you 

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overboard to leave these lolling shores	to get you ocean side

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At rising tide you're looking fresher than a July bride

                           F#m
We're picking up what our mothers always stigmatized.

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The field is right for reaping	oh well

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I guess I'm something of a neer-do-well	

	             F#m
Even though that's something I could never do well

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I'm on track and keeping but oh if I could only get you ocean side to lay 

       A                        E                               F#m
your muscles wide it'd be heavenly oh if I could only coax you overboard

                 A                        E         B7
To leave these lolling shores to get you ocean side