Open Ocean Sailing

Album: The Singing Hatchet Song: Open Ocean Sailing F-C-A-E CF C Am E You don't know me so you won't pay me anymore F C Am E and you won't hire me to come and clean your floor F C Am E but let me take you down to the lake so we can get paid F C Em one more time around F C Am E And your technology has a fate in its life expectancy F C Am E And only one thing could release you from your misery F C Am E Fight the ways of the slow production on a field day F C Am E Fight the ways of a slow production day FCAE C Am Until you're real E F C Am E I fall into your arms of hatred and harm C Am Until you're safe E F C Am E I fall into those places you've been running from so far F C Am E And you won't feed me angry pages anymore F C Am E The salted windows you will view me from no more F C But let me turn you down Am E so the rest of us could hear F C Em one more time around