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And Yet by Sting from The Last Ship album For any questions mail me to fffoma@gmail.com Key: F-sharp minor Time: 4/4 F#mMaj7.....[24322x] F#m6........[2x122x] Esus4.......[022200] or [077750] G#m7add11...[4x442x] E5..........[x799xx] B9b5........[x21221] or [7x766x] or chord from the live broadcast [7x7664] Bm7add11....[x24230] or [7x775x] Ebm7b5......[x6767x] C#m7........[x4242x] | F#mMaj7 F#m6 | x4 *intro chords* This town, this stain on the sunrise
Disguised in the mBm7ist this morning Esus4 E AMaj7 G#m7add11 C#7 It's 8AM, a seagull shouts a sailor's warning
*intro chords* This sky, this bend in the river
Slows down and delBm7ivers me, the tEsus4ide rolls back E AMaj7 G#m7add11 C#7 And all my memories fade to black
Bm7 E5 F#mMaj7 F#m6 F#mMaj7 F#m6 And yet, and yet I'm back B9b5 This town has a strange magnetic pull B9b5 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' Bm7add11 Esus4 It's like an underground river, or a hidden stream
That flEbm7b5ows through your head, and haunts your drD7eams Bm7add11 Esus4 And you stuffed those dreams in this canvas sack AMaj7 G#m7add11 C#7 And there's nothing round here that the wide world lacks
Bm7 E5 F#mMaj7 F#m6 F#mMaj7 F#m6 And yet, and yet you're back B9b5 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 Bm7add11 Esus4 Ebm7b5 D7 I'd wonder if she saw the same, or managed to recall my name Bm7add11 Esus4 AMaj7 G#m7add11 C#7 But why would she ever think of me' Some boy she loved who fled to sea' Bm7add11 C#m7 DMaj7 G#m7add11 C#m7 C#7 And why waste time debating whether she'd be waiting for the likes of me' | F#mMaj7 F#m6 | x4 B9b5 So ye drift into port with the scum of the seas B9b5 To the dance halls and the brothels where you took your ease!
And the shF#m6ip's left the dock but you're half past caring And ye hF#m6aven't got a clue whose bed you're sharing Bm7add11 Esus4 And your head's like a hammer on a bulkhead door And it feels likeEbm7b5 somebody might have broken your jD7aw Bm7add11 Esus4 And there's bloodstains and glass all over the floor AMaj7 G#m7add11 C#7 And ye swear to God ye'll drink no more
Bm7add11 Esus4 G#m7add11 C#m7 C#7 And yet, and yet *intro chords* In truth, it's too late to find her Bm7add11 Esus4 E Too late to remind her at some garden gate
Where a sEbm7b5ervant tells me I should wD7ait Bm7add11 Esus4 E And perhaps a door's slammed in my face AMaj7 G#m7add11 C#7 My head must be in outer space
Bm7add11 Esus4 And yet, and yet
BefEbm7b5ore the sun has sD7et Bm7add11 C#m7 Before the sea DMaj7 Bm7 G#m7add11 There may be something else that's waiting for C#m7 C#7 F#mMaj7 F#m6 F#mMaj7 F#m6 The likes of me
*intro chords* This town, this stain on the sunrise | F#m6 |