Am        D            Am   D  
You're up state, up late, and city fed 
      Am         D              Am        D 
I'm a California label from the top of my head. 
  F#m 
Forever, ah 

See a lot of open sky when the sun goes down 

There's a hot, lot of loving when you come around,  

To free me, ah 


     G                           C      Am  
In a boat to sail, boat to sail away, ah-ah 
          G                                C      Am 
All those letters mailed from a boat to sail away ah-ah 
F#m           Fm           C    
We are riding in a boat to sail   

Bare foot, coconut and supermild 
Jamaica take a look at your own child 
Forget not 

Brian Wilson songs are never left behind 
Don't you worry baby, you're a friend of mine 
For so long                                         

Chorus 






by: Jos? Duarte 
jtduarte1@gmail.com