D Squalls out on the gulf stream G D Big storm commin' soon G D Passed out in my hammock E A7 God, I slept till way past noon G D Stood up and tried to focus C G/B A I hoped I wouldn't have to look far G D I knew I could use a Bloody Mary A7 D So I stumbled next door to the bar Chorus: Bm And now I must confess F#m I could use some rest G A7 D I can't run at this pace very long Bm Yes, it's quite insane F#m Think it hurts my brain G But it cleans me out A7 D Then I can go on Somethin' about a Sunday It's the most peculiar gray Strollin' down the avenue That's known as A1A Feelin' tired then I got inspired I knew that it wouldn't last long So all alone I walked back home Sat on the beach and then I made up this song Chorus: And now I must confess I could use some rest I can't run at this pace very long Yes, it's quite insane I think it hurts my brain But it cleans me out then I can go on Well the wind is blowin' harder now 50 knots or thereabouts There's white caps on the ocean And I am watchin' for water spouts It's time to close the shutters It's time to go inside In a week I'll be in Old Paris Hell that's a mighty long airplane ride Chorus: And now I must confess I could use some rest I can't run at this pace very long Yes, it's quite insane I think it hurts my brain But it cleans me out and then I can go on Yes, it cleans me out, then I can go on (Yeah, it cleans me out and then I can go on | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA A7 B Bm C D E F#m G |