E C#m F#m
Sweet Annabelle as seen reclining on an ocean swell as the waves do lather
A E
up to lay her down 'til she's fast and sleeping oh well I guess I'm
C#m F#m
something of a ne'er-do-well who fell asleep at the pealing of the steeple
A E F#m
bell I'm on track and keeping but oh if I could only get you ocean side
A E
To lay your muscles wide it'd be heavenly oh if I could only coax you
F#m A E B7
overboard to leave these lolling shores to get you ocean side
F#m A Am
Ocean side ocean side oh
(solo) E C#m F#m A Am
E C#m
At rising tide you're looking fresher than a July bride
F#m
We're picking up what our mothers always stigmatized.
A E
The field is right for reaping oh well
C#m
I guess I'm something of a neer-do-well
F#m
Even though that's something I could never do well
A E F#m
I'm on track and keeping but oh if I could only get you ocean side to lay
A E F#m
your muscles wide it'd be heavenly oh if I could only coax you overboard
A E B7
To leave these lolling shores to get you ocean side
F#m A Am E
Ocean side ocean side
