Sax intro
[Em]
[Verse 1]
[Em]Arlington house, address: no fixed abode
An [C]old man in a thre[Em]e-piece suit sits in the road
[Am]He stares ac[F]ross th[Am]e water, he se[F]es right through the lock
[Am]But[F] on and up like outstretched hands
[Am]His mumble[F]d words, his fumbled words, mock
Sax
[Em]
[Verse 2]
[Em]Further down, a photo booth, a million plastic bags
[C]And an old woman fi[Em]lling out a million baggage tags
[Am]But when she[F] g[Am]ets t[F]hrown out, three bags at a time
She [Am]spies[F] the ol[Am]d chap in the road to share her bags with
[F]She has bags of time
[Middle]
[Am9]Surrou[Bm]nded [Am9] [Bm]by his past, on a short white line
[Am9]He sits whi[Bm]le ca[Am9]rs [Bm]pass either side, takes his time
[Dm]Try[Am]ing [Dm]to [Am]remember one better day
[Dm]A while a[F]go when people[G] stopped to hear him say
[C]Walki[F]ng[C] r[F]ound you sometimes hear the sunshine
[C]Be[F]ating [C]down i[F]n time with the rhythm of your shoes
Sax I
[Em]
[Verse]
[Em]Now she has walked enough through rainy town
[C]She rests her ba[Em]g against his and sits down
[Dm]She's [Am]try[Dm]ing [Am]to remember one better day
[Dm]A [F]while [G]ago when people stopped to hear her say
[Chorus]
[C]Walki[F]ng[C] [F] round you sometimes hear the sunshine
[C]Bea[F]ting d[C]own in[F] time with the rhythm of your shoes
[C]Walki[F]ng[C] [F]round you sometimes hear the sunshine
[C]Bea[F]ting [C]down i[F]n time with the rhythm of your shoes
[Eb]The[F] [Eb] feeling [G]of arriving when you've nothing left to lose
[Chorus]
[C]Walki[F]ng[C] [F] round you sometimes hear the sunshine
[C]Bea[F]ting [C]down i[F]n time with the rhythm of your shoes
[C]Walki[F]ng[C] [F]round you sometimes hear the sunshine
[C]Bea[F]ting [C]down i[F]n time with the rhythm of your shoes
[Eb]The[F] [Eb]feeling o[G]f arriving when you've nothing left to lose
[Em]
[Verse 1]
[Em]Arlington house, address: no fixed abode
An [C]old man in a thre[Em]e-piece suit sits in the road
[Am]He stares ac[F]ross th[Am]e water, he se[F]es right through the lock
[Am]But[F] on and up like outstretched hands
[Am]His mumble[F]d words, his fumbled words, mock
Sax
[Em]
[Verse 2]
[Em]Further down, a photo booth, a million plastic bags
[C]And an old woman fi[Em]lling out a million baggage tags
[Am]But when she[F] g[Am]ets t[F]hrown out, three bags at a time
She [Am]spies[F] the ol[Am]d chap in the road to share her bags with
[F]She has bags of time
[Middle]
[Am9]Surrou[Bm]nded [Am9] [Bm]by his past, on a short white line
[Am9]He sits whi[Bm]le ca[Am9]rs [Bm]pass either side, takes his time
[Dm]Try[Am]ing [Dm]to [Am]remember one better day
[Dm]A while a[F]go when people[G] stopped to hear him say
[C]Walki[F]ng[C] r[F]ound you sometimes hear the sunshine
[C]Be[F]ating [C]down i[F]n time with the rhythm of your shoes
Sax I
[Em]
[Verse]
[Em]Now she has walked enough through rainy town
[C]She rests her ba[Em]g against his and sits down
[Dm]She's [Am]try[Dm]ing [Am]to remember one better day
[Dm]A [F]while [G]ago when people stopped to hear her say
[Chorus]
[C]Walki[F]ng[C] [F] round you sometimes hear the sunshine
[C]Bea[F]ting d[C]own in[F] time with the rhythm of your shoes
[C]Walki[F]ng[C] [F]round you sometimes hear the sunshine
[C]Bea[F]ting [C]down i[F]n time with the rhythm of your shoes
[Eb]The[F] [Eb] feeling [G]of arriving when you've nothing left to lose
[Chorus]
[C]Walki[F]ng[C] [F] round you sometimes hear the sunshine
[C]Bea[F]ting [C]down i[F]n time with the rhythm of your shoes
[C]Walki[F]ng[C] [F]round you sometimes hear the sunshine
[C]Bea[F]ting [C]down i[F]n time with the rhythm of your shoes
[Eb]The[F] [Eb]feeling o[G]f arriving when you've nothing left to lose