{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":883043,"song":"Sinatra And I","artist":"James Keelaghan","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11605508-sinatra-and-i-chords-by-james-keelaghan/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/883043?type=chord","rating":3.56073,"votes":3,"content":"Sinatra and I\r\n\r\n[Intro]\r\n[ch]D[/ch]   [ch]G[/ch]  [ch]A[/ch]  [ch]D[/ch]   [ch]A[/ch]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                         [ch]G[/ch]\r\nI have to admit there's a strange tale between us[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                      [ch]G[/ch]               [ch]A[/ch]\r\nA twisted road winding between you and I[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                              [ch]G[/ch]\r\nI was living in a cabin on the edges of Staten[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                           [ch]G[/ch]          [ch]A[/ch]\r\nI was lyin' in bed, looking out at the night[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]A[/ch]                  [ch]G[/ch]           [ch]D[/ch]\r\nGrey sky exploded, fire rained down[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                           [ch]G[/ch]             [ch]D[/ch]\r\nSome refinery in Jersey had burned to the ground[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]A[/ch]                        [ch]G[/ch]           [ch]D[/ch]\r\nCall me superstitious, I called it a sign.[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                    [ch]G[/ch]                  [ch]A[/ch]\r\nI packed up the van, headed out for the night[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                             [ch]G[/ch]\r\nI wandered for months; it was gorgeous but somehow[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                        [ch]G[/ch]         [ch]A[/ch]\r\nI didn't know what I was tryin' to find[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                                [ch]G[/ch]\r\nThe last days of summer found me crossin' the border[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                                 [ch]G[/ch]         [ch]A[/ch]\r\nI was feelin' quite lonely, quite out of my mind.[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]A[/ch]                       [ch]G[/ch]            [ch]D[/ch]\r\nI stopped in Regina, my spirits were low[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                               [ch]G[/ch]        [ch]A[/ch]\r\nIf I didn't do something, I was bound to explode.[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]A[/ch]                               [ch]G[/ch]        [ch]D[/ch]\r\nIf I was gonna keep travelin' I needed a date[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                               [ch]G[/ch]  [ch]A[/ch]\r\nPulled the van to a stop at the SPCA[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Bm[/ch]                      [ch]G[/ch]         [ch]D[/ch]\r\nThere he sat curled up, back in a corner[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                       [ch]G[/ch]        [ch]A[/ch]\r\nFace like a bandit, and icy blue eyes.[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bm[/ch]                  [ch]G[/ch]\r\nOpened the gate and casually strolled[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]D[/ch]                       [ch]G[/ch]      [ch]A[/ch]\r\nOut of the kennel, and into my life.[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\nSo it was that Sinatra and I went a'rovin'\r\n\r\nYeah, that's what I called him, because of his eyes\r\n\r\nTurns out as well, he's a pretty good singer\r\n\r\nThough he tends more to blues than to strangers at night\r\n\r\n\r\nBlue-eyes beside me we kept heading North\r\n\r\nNear Whitehorse the van finally gave up the ghost\r\n\r\nGot a job at a cafe where Sinatra begged scraps\r\n\r\nSavin' our money for spark plugs and maps\r\n\r\n\r\nSome nights we've both got cabin fever\r\n\r\nWe go for a walk ol' Sinatra and I\r\n\r\nNose in the ground, sniffing out possibilities\r\n\r\nMe looking out through the dome of the sky.\r\n\r\n\r\nI ask him to sit, he pays me no mind.\r\n\r\nHe'll do it his way, and I'll do it mine\r\n\r\nThat's why I liked him, once more that's why\r\n\r\nI think there's a future for Sinatra and I.\r","plain_text":"Sinatra and I\n\n[Intro]\nD   G  A  D   A\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nSo it was that Sinatra and I went a'rovin'\n\nYeah, that's what I called him, because of his eyes\n\nTurns out as well, he's a pretty good singer\n\nThough he tends more to blues than to strangers at night\n\n\nBlue-eyes beside me we kept heading North\n\nNear Whitehorse the van finally gave up the ghost\n\nGot a job at a cafe where Sinatra begged scraps\n\nSavin' our money for spark plugs and maps\n\n\nSome nights we've both got cabin fever\n\nWe go for a walk ol' Sinatra and I\n\nNose in the ground, sniffing out possibilities\n\nMe looking out through the dome of the sky.\n\n\nI ask him to sit, he pays me no mind.\n\nHe'll do it his way, and I'll do it mine\n\nThat's why I liked him, once more that's why\n\nI think there's a future for Sinatra and I.","chords":["D","G","A","Bm"],"chord_diagrams":{"A":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,1,2,3,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,2,0]},"Bm":{"barres":[2],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,1,3,4,2,1],"frets":[-1,2,4,4,3,2]},"D":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,0,1,3,2],"frets":[-1,-1,0,2,3,2]},"G":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[2,1,0,0,0,3],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,3]}}}