Sinatra and I
-James Keelaghan
Tabbed by: TapdancingJayses

[Intro]
D (xx0232@1) G (320003@1)A (x02220@1)D (xx0232@1) A (x02220@1)D (xx0232@1)                       GI (320003@1)have to admit there's a strange tale between us
D (xx0232@1)                    G (320003@1)             AA (x02220@1)twisted road winding between you and I
D (xx0232@1)                            GI (320003@1)was living in a cabin on the edges of Staten
D (xx0232@1)                         G (320003@1)        AI (x02220@1)was lyin' in bed, looking out at the night

A (x02220@1)                G (320003@1)         DGrey (xx0232@1)sky exploded, fire rained down
D (xx0232@1)                         G (320003@1)           DSome (xx0232@1)refinery in Jersey had burned to the ground
A (x02220@1)                      G (320003@1)         DCall (xx0232@1)me superstitious, I called it a sign.
D (xx0232@1)                  G (320003@1)                AI (x02220@1)packed up the van, headed out for the night

D (xx0232@1)                           GI (320003@1)wandered for months; it was gorgeous but somehow
D (xx0232@1)                      G (320003@1)       AI (x02220@1)didn't know what I was tryin' to find
D (xx0232@1)                              GThe (320003@1)last days of summer found me crossin' the border
D (xx0232@1)                               G (320003@1)       AI (x02220@1)was feelin' quite lonely, quite out of my mind.

A (x02220@1)                     G (320003@1)          DI (xx0232@1)stopped in Regina, my spirits were low
D (xx0232@1)                             G (320003@1)      AIf (x02220@1)I didn't do something, I was bound to explode.
A (x02220@1)                             G (320003@1)      DIf (xx0232@1)I was gonna keep travelin' I needed a date
D (xx0232@1)                             G (320003@1)APulled (x02220@1)the van to a stop at the SPCA

Bm (x24432@1)                    G (320003@1)       DThere (xx0232@1)he sat curled up, back in a corner
D (xx0232@1)                     G (320003@1)      AFace (x02220@1)like a bandit, and icy blue eyes.
Bm (x24432@1)                GOpened (320003@1)the gate and casually strolled
D (xx0232@1)                     G (320003@1)    AOut (x02220@1)of the kennel, and into my life.

NOTE: I dont' usually do this, but I'll let you figure out the rest. It's the same 
and I'm writing this in a hurry. Sorry!


So it was that Sinatra and I went a'rovin'

Yeah, that's what I called him, because of his eyes

Turns out as well, he's a pretty good singer

Though he tends more to blues than to strangers at night


Blue-eyes beside me we kept heading North

Near Whitehorse the van finally gave up the ghost

Got a job at a cafe where Sinatra begged scraps

Savin' our money for spark plugs and maps


Some nights we've both got cabin fever

We go for a walk ol' Sinatra and I

Nose in the ground, sniffing out possibilities

Me looking out through the dome of the sky.


I ask him to sit, he pays me no mind.

He'll do it his way, and I'll do it mine

That's why I liked him, once more that's why

I think there's a future for Sinatra and I.

Enjoy!!