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)