Where I Like to Stand

Dm The hound bays, the sheep graze A Dm I'm counting the boats in the bay G A As they float they seem to say F "I'm counting the waves, I'm counting the waves" Dm The men in the boats G A they wave to their wives and say Dm "I'm counting the hours, counting the hours, A Dm counting the hours in the day" Dm I'm counting the gulls that sit on the waves A Dm surrounding the boats in the bay G A I'm counting the miles 'till we're there F where the sun and the rain and the snow Fall on the seeds and make them grow Dm Fall on the rocks and make them crack G A into pebbles and into sand Dm A Dm Which is where I like to stand