James Keelaghan - Sinatra And I Chords

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I have to admit there's a strange tale between us
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A twisted road winding between you and I
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I was living in a garret on the edges of Staten
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I was lying in bed, looking out at the night


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Grey sky exploded, fire rained down
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Some refinery in Jersey had burned to the ground
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Call me superstitious, I called it a sign
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I packed up the van, headed out for the Line


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I wandered for months, it was gorgeous but somehow
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I didn't know what I was trying to find
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The last days of summer found me crossing the border
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I was feeling quite lonely, quite out of my mind


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I stopped in Regina, my spirits were low
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If I didn't do something, I was bound to explode
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If I was gonna keep travelling, I needed a date
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Pulled the van to a stop at the SPCA


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BRIDGE:
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There he sat curled up, back in the corner
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Face like a bandit, and icy blue eyes
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He opened the gate and casually strolled
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Out of the kennel, and into my life


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So it was, that Sinatra and I went a-roving
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Yeah, that's what I called him, because of his eyes
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Turns out as well, he's a pretty good singer
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Though he tends more to blues than to Strangers at Night


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Old Blue Eyes beside me we kept heading North
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Near Whitehorse the van finally gave up the ghost
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Got a job at a cafe where Sinatra begged scr*ps
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Saving our money for spark plugs and maps


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           Ohhh ohh ohh ohh


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Some nights we'd both got cabin fever
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We'd go for a walk old Sinatra and I
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His nose in the ground, sniffing out possibilities
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We're looking out through the dome of the sky


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I ask him to sit, he pays me no mind
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He'll do it his way and I'll do it mine
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That's why I liked him, once more that's why
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I think there's a future for Sinatra and I____


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