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A littEble boy me went fishing in a wooden boat
Sitting there forAb hours in theEb cold
EbPatience is a virtue til we die
Then a ripple in theAb water caught my Ebeye.
AbSometimes we don't know what we're waiting Bbmfor
EbThat's the time toAb be the first one on theEb dance floor
AbWe go from green to blue to go toBbm black
DbBreathe deep,Ab who knows how long will thisEb last.
Only was last week I learnt to drive
Stole my mother's keys and drove all night
Christine never showed it's 4 am
Started up mum's car drove home again.
One year ago I kissed my bride
Now I wait to hear my baby's cry
Woman showed me all that she knew then
To cut himself down man's born again.
Christine died and now I'm here alone
What I wouldn't give to be on that wooden boat.
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