San tropez

D7            Gmaj7 
  As I reach  for a peach slide a  ride down behind  the 
                 Gm6 
sofa in San Tropez 
Gmaj7 
Breaking  a stick with a brick on 
the sand riding a wave in the wake of 
            Gm6 
an old sedan 
 
G7 
Sleeping alone in the drone of the 
         A7 
darkness scratched by the sand that 
                  C7 
fell from our love deep in my dreams 
                            D 
and I still hear her calling If 
you‘re alone I‘ll come home 
 
[play this first time only, second time go to Coda] 
Gmaj7 
Backwards and home-bound the pigeon, 
            Gm6 
the dove    gone with the wind and 
                       Gmaj7 
the rain on an airplane owning a 
                             Gm6 
home with no silver spoon I‘m drinking 
                           G7 
champagne like a big tycoon Sooner 
than wait for a break in the weather 
    A7 
I‘ll gather my far-flung thoughts 
        C7 
together Speeding away on a wind to a 
       D 
new day if you‘re alone I‘ll come home ..And I pause 
 
[Back to top with these lyrics] 
 
Gmaj7 
for a while by a country stile and 
 listen to things they say. Digging for 
gold with a hoe in my hand hoping 
 they‘ll take a look at the way things 
stand Would you lead me down to the 
 place by the sea? I hear your soft 
voice calling to me. Making a date 
 for later by phone. If you‘re alone 
I‘ll come 
 
[Coda] 
 
home. 
 
[Repeat and fade out] 
Gmaj 7     Gm6