CAPO ON FRET 5 

G
I can see soda cans, 
C
Clanking off the back of our hippie van,
Em                                                D
Driving to our log cabin house on the bay.
G 
I can see us sitting there, 
C
Rosy cheeks and long brown hair, 
Em                                     D
Collecting characters as they sway. 

G
And where are you now,
C
When I'm dreaming all this out? 
Em 
Does distance make the heart grow founder, 
D                                        G
Or does it make it wander?Around,
C
You can't promise this won't tear me down. 
Em 
You can hear me shout it out, 
D                                
Well I hold a heart of

C
?Doubt, 
G
I doubt that loves real anyway, 
C
Love, Love,
G 
Well you can hear me say... 

Em                   D
It's tearing me down
C
Well hold the ring boy,
D
Love will make you drown. 

G, C, Em, D 
Oh yeah, oh yeah.  

G 
I can see children,
C
Clinging to our knees cause where the ones they need. 
Em                                                   D
And grandma and grandpa wouldn't know. 
G 
I can see them growing up, 
C
Drinking up and throwing up, 
Em                                     D
Becoming wild gypsies like we. 

G
And where are you now,
C
When I'm dreaming all this out? 
Em 
Does distance make the heart grow founder, 
D                                        G
Or does it make it wander?Around,
C
You can't promise this won't tear me down. 
Em 
You can hear me shout it out, 
D                                
Well I hold a heart of

C
?Doubt, 
G
I doubt that loves real anyway, 
C
Love, Love,
G 
Well you can hear me say... 

Em                   D
It's tearing me down
C
Well hold the ring boy,
D                            G
Love will make you drown. 

Em                   D
It's tearing me down
C
Well hold the ring boy,
D
Love will make you drown. 

G, C, Em, D 

Love will make you drown 
Love will make you drown 


G 
Can you tell me if this distance, 
Makes loves to hard of a mission? 
C
Suspicion is brewing, 
I'm wishing and fishing, 
Em 
And thinking of a way, to get me out, 
D 
Game over angel, well here's a man down. 
G
But oh wait, can you tell if these feelings that I feel, 
C
Are useless or witty, or maybe they are real. 
Em
I can't find a true answer in my head, 
D
And I'm prancing around at the end! 

G
I can see soda cans, 
C
Clanking off the back of our hippie van,
Em                                                D
Driving to our log cabin house on the bay.
G 
I can see us sitting there, 
C
Rosy cheeks and long brown hair, 
Em                                     D
Collecting characters as they sway. 

Em                   D
But It's tearing me down
C
Well hold the ring boy,
D
Love will make you 
Em                   D
It's tearing me down
C
Well hold the ring boy,
D
Love will make you 
G
Drown

G, D, Em, D x2 
 
Oh yeah. 

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