Pink Floyd - San Tropez (Waters)


D7

     Gmaj7
As I reach for a peach

                                          Gm6
Slide a line down behind a sofa in Saz Tropez

Gmaj7
Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand

                                      Gm6
Riding a wave in the wake of an old sedan

G7
Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness

A7
Scratched by the sand that fell from my love

C7
Deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling

D
If you're alone, I'll come home


Gmaj7
Backward and homebound, the pigeon, the dove

Gm6
Gone with the wind and the rain on an airplane

Gmaj7
Born in a home with no silver spoon

    Gm6
I'm drinking champagne like a good tycoon

G7
Sooner than wait for a break in the weather

     A7
I'll gather my far flung thoughts together

C7
Speeding away on a wind to a new day

D
If you're alone, I'll come home


               Gmaj7
And I'll pause for a while by a country stile

                               Gm6
And listen to the things they say

Gmaj7
Digging for gold in a hole in my hand

                                               Gm6
Open the book, take a look at the way things stand

           G7
And you're leading me down to the place by the sea

A7
I hear you soft voice calling to me

C7
Making a date for later by phone

    D
And if you're alone, I'll come home


Gmaj7  Gm6