Ringing In The Days

G G D G G D Em G D G G D G G D Punishing sun stained my skin D Em G D Below the sleeves, above the collar G G D G G D Deep dark tide, undertow D Em G D Will hold you down beneath the water Em G Batten them all down tight D Bm We’ll be drinking it by the pint Bm A G All the brackish and the brine Em G D A G Sun and the seas are getting high G A If I ever get dry again A A G D G I’ll be ringing in the days G D Em Ringing in the days Em G A G Counting the ways I’m going to spend ‘em G A G A D G G D G G D Pillaging thieves broke my glass D Em G D Stole your pants and my wallet Em G It’s easy to rob you blind D Bm When you’re traveling out of sight Bm A G Of all the brackish and the brine Em G D A G Now I know how leaving feels G A If I ever get home again A A G D G I’ll be ringing in the days G D Em Ringing in the days Em G A G Counting the ways I’m going to spend ‘em G A G A D G G D G G D Em G D Em G Batten them all down tight D Bm We’ll be drinking it by the pint Bm A G Em All the brackish and the brine Em G D A G And now I know how leaving feels G A If I ever get home again A A G D I’ll be ringing in the days G D Ringing in the days Em G A G Counting the ways I’m going to spend ‘em G A G A D