D A Like an empty bottle washed up by the waves G A Like an ol' schooner slippin' slowly to its grave D A Like ghosts of old sailors caught somewhere in time G A Like a lone palm that's watched the world unwind, I got Chorus: G A D Nowhere to go and nowhere to be G D Trinidad Charlie on a stool next to me G D Readin' his book about the have and have-nots G A In between chapters, we'd take another shot Bm A G One by one, we'd slide from reality Em A G Nowhere to go, and nowhere to be. There's jerk chicken grilling on the grill Sure feels good for some time to be still Even if its only for a little while Sight of the sails in the wind makes me smile Chorus Bm A G Days turn into night Bm A G When you're stuck in still life, and you got Chorus: And you got nowhere to go and nowhere to be "Trinidad Charlie" on a stool next to me Reading his book bout the "have" and "have-nots," In between chapters we take another shot And one by one we slide from reality With nowhere to go, and no where to be | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D Em G Bm |