Bm F#m A E7 Bm Sweet surrender on the quayside Bm F#m A E7 Bm You remember we used to run and hide Bm F#m In the shadows of cargoes, I take you one time, A And we're counting all the numbers E Bm Down to the waterline Well, near misses on the dogleap stairways French kisses in the darkened doorways A foghorn blowing out wild and cold A policeman, he shines a light upon my shoulder Up comes a coaster fast and silent in the night Over my shoulder all you can see Are the pilot lights No money in our jackets and our jeans are torn Your hands are cold but your lips are warm She can see him on the jetty that They used to know She can feel him in the places where The sailors go When she's walking by the river Or the railway line She can still hear him whisper Let's go down to the waterline, c'mon | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA E E7 F#m Bm |