Misc Originals — Rosenrolo — Boaters On The Tiller

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[Verse 1]
         Dm                   F                  C                 Dm
Another morning in the park. Sunshine fills my head and birds are singing in the sky.
      F               C                                  Dm
The cattle fills the cups with tea, and you are here with me.
   Dm          C                       Dm
Happiness is close ... on the Cockney Rose.

[Verse 2]
                        Dm        F               C                 Dm
Another evening on the bank. The wind is blowing hard and pushing phenders on the shore.
      F              C                             Dm
The rain is drumming on the roof, the fire burning slow.
     Dm              C                       Dm
The simple life we chose ... on the Cockney Rose.

[Refrain]
               F                   C                                           Dm
But when the diesel's on, and the bow goes straight, we are flying through the locks.
           F                        C                                            Dm
Crossing fields of green, right in England's heart, passing houses, streets and docks.

       C                      G                                     Am       C G Am C Dm
Our hearts are still .. and inside we feel ... like boaters on the tiller.

[Verse 3]
             Dm                     F                    C               Dm
And when we come home in the dawn. Swans and ducks will form a guard of honor for the Rose.
      F              C                                    Dm
The fox is greating with his ear, the fridge is full with beer.
   Dm         C                       Dm
Barbacue is close ... on the Cockney Rose.

[Verse 2]
                Dm                   F              C         Dm
And when we're dancing in the dark, moving to the rythm of a million stars above.
      F            C                                    Dm
The roof is long enough for jumps, and the moon in our hair.
  Dm            C                       Dm
Dancing on our toes ... on the Cockney Rose.

[Refrain]
               F                   C                                           Dm
But when the diesel's on, and the bow goes straight, we are flying through the locks.
           F                        C                                            Dm
Crossing fields of green, right in England's heart, passing houses, streets and docks.
       C                      G                                     Am
Our hearts are still .. and inside we feel ... like boaters on the tiller.
       C                      G                                     Am
Our hearts are still .. and inside we feel ... like boaters on the tiller.		
    

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