Barleywine Bump

Gm D

[Verse]

Gm
Dance with me my darling,
          Ab
for the summer clock does grind
        Gm
And the hands are getting stronger,
          A             D
squeezing harder every time
Gm
We can get so close we feel the 
flames
Cm
but we can't quite see the fire
Gm            C        D
setting blaze to the pyre

                 Gm
And now there's blood on my 
kerchief,
        Ab
Well I think my moment's come,
        Gm
Cuz the past and the future,
           A            D
Are both blurring into one.



Gm
There's a girl's voice on the 
telephone telling' me that
Cm
everything will be fine,
Gm                  Cm    D
but all I'm picking up is static on 
the line

[Bridge]

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C          Cm      G
Soak the heart in brine
C              Eb       D
Shoot it with salt and lime

[Chorus]
                Bb              
Cuz until the next time, I'll be 
                            Dm
somewhere swimming in the barley 
wine
                               Ebm 
Fightin' all the waves until I wash
               C                
 ashore again underneath all the 
  F
pines
                      Bb        
Where we watched our garden grow 
                     Dm
dreams so big only thoughts could go
                         Ebm  
Coins so small they were never 
                           C
thrown into the sea like wishes from
 the

hands of poor boys just like me

Gm A D

[Verse]

Gm
I pay taxes on distance,
              Ab
and there's a fee for helplessness
        Gm
Retribution for nights spent
       A                  D
on the drunk side of the fence
     Gm
I'll gather what's left and split it
 in two
          Cm
and place wagers with each of my 
pence
Gm          Cm
One coin on guilty,
      D
the other on innocence

[Bridge]

C         Cm      G
Soak the heart in brine...
C             Eb        D
Shoot it with salt and lime

[Chorus]

              Bb                
Cuz until the next time, I'll be 
                           Dm
somewhere swimming in the barley 
wine
                               Ebm 
Fightin' all the waves until I wash
              C                 
 ashore again underneath all the 
 F
pines
                     Bb         
Where we watched our garden grow 
                     Dm
dreams so big only thoughts could go
                         Ebm  
Coins so small they were never 
                          C
thrown into the sea like wishes from
 the

hands of poor boys just like me

G A D

[Instrumental]
Eb C G Eb C D

               Bb                  
So jump in the barley wine, dive to
                 Dm
 the bottom and close your eyes
                          Eb       
We'll float forever like dreams 
that were cast to the sea, all at 
 C         F
the cost of a dime
       Bb                          
And impossible is nothing when you 
       Dm
have a dream to hold
                         Eb        
We found our dreams in a glorious, 
             C                  F
ever-loving, bottomless pot of gold


D Cm Bb