Em

C

Gmaj7/B

Am7

Em9

Em#9

G

D/F#

C                Gmaj7/B        Am7    Em9   C           Gmaj7/B        Am7   Em#9 Gmaj7/B   
1.  The boardwalk is kind of  empty tonight.  Sea oat shadows from a halogen light. 
2.  The Dairy Queens have them standing in line.  The boardwalk café keeps pouring the wine.
3.  A    bellhop steps out lights up a cigarette.  On the pier the fishermen haven't had much luck yet

C               Gmaj7/B                    Am7      Em9          C                        E7#9sus2/D
1.  In the lifeguard stand a couple's having a fight and it doesn't look like he's winning
2.  And that finicky couple they can't make up there minds if their ready for their night's to be ending
3.  Former aquaintances try so hard to forget.  Too many years and changes.

C                     Gmaj7/B        Am7        Em9   C       Gmaj7/B       Am7      Em#9 Gmaj7/B
1.  The rippling waves cast a phosphorous light.  Ships of foreign ports float in the sky
2.  Ocean Eddie's if rocking tonight.  I watch the ghost crabs scatter out of sight.
3.  Playing hide-n-seek that ole moon peeks through a cloud.  Surf shop T-shirts walk through the crowds.

C               Gmaj7/B         Am7  Em9          C                                   E7#9sus2/D
1.  The catamarans a lover's ritual rite.  Each praying this night will last forever.   
2.  A little boy holds his mother's hand tight pretending that he is bigger.   
3.  The politicians keep this strip in a shroud of blue lights forever flashing.  ..

Chorus

             G       D/F#             Em           C      G            D/F#          Em           C             
Oh but… how I wish you were with me tonight.  Somewhere under this moon. 
                       G       D/F#             Em           C      G       D/F#      Em           C             
We'll dig our toes in the sand 'til the morning light.  Maybe, some day soon

Bridge after second chorus

Bm                                   C                             C      Gmaj7/B   G
I guess this world will keep spinning around.  The sandy, salty days.
Bm                                       C                       C          Gmaj7/B         Am7        Em9
The sun comes up and that old moon goes down.  Life's a carousel here in this beach town.

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