Kris Kraft

D Asus4 A Asus4 A G D I miss my trusty Kris Kraft G D That itsy bitsy skiff G D With topsiders and chinos G D Freshly pressed and stiff G D And sometimes when I'm landlocked G D And yearning for the sea G D I get into my bathtub G D Indulge my reverie Asus4 A Asus4 A D Asus4 A Asus4 A G D For the quickest silver G D We rode this all of me G D We look so very civilized G D In shocking pink and green G D And what about the beach club G D On Wednesday afternoon G D The ladies clucking lowly G D Like enemy platoons B F# B F# C G C G D Asus4 A Asus4 A Asus4 A Asus4 A D