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: José Duarte
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