In [Gm]Germany before the war
There [A/C#]was a man who owned a store
In [Cm]nineteen hundred thirty-four in [Gm]Dusseldorf
And [Gm]every night at five-o-nine
He'd [A/C#]cross the park down to the rhine
And he'd [Cm]sit there by the shore[Gm]
Chorus:
I'm [Gm]looking at the river but I'm [Cm]thinking of the sea
[D]Thinking of the sea, [D#]Thinking of the sea
I'm [Gm]looking at the river but I'm [Cm]thinking of the sea[D][D#]
A little girl has lost her way
With hair of gold and eyes of gray
Reflected in his glasses As he watches her
A little girl has lost her way
With hair of gold and eyes of gray
Chorus
We lie beneath the autumn sky
My little golden girl and I
And she lies very still
by: Jos Duarte
jtduarte1@gmail.com
There [A/C#]was a man who owned a store
In [Cm]nineteen hundred thirty-four in [Gm]Dusseldorf
And [Gm]every night at five-o-nine
He'd [A/C#]cross the park down to the rhine
And he'd [Cm]sit there by the shore[Gm]
Chorus:
I'm [Gm]looking at the river but I'm [Cm]thinking of the sea
[D]Thinking of the sea, [D#]Thinking of the sea
I'm [Gm]looking at the river but I'm [Cm]thinking of the sea[D][D#]
A little girl has lost her way
With hair of gold and eyes of gray
Reflected in his glasses As he watches her
A little girl has lost her way
With hair of gold and eyes of gray
Chorus
We lie beneath the autumn sky
My little golden girl and I
And she lies very still
by: Jos Duarte
jtduarte1@gmail.com