Band: The Tragically Hip
Song: Bobcaygeon
Album: Phantom Power
Well this should do it. Good for around a fire after a few beers maybe.
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I left your house this morning about a quarter after nine
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Coulda been the Willie Nelson, coulda been the wine
Bm C
When I left your house this morning
G A*
It was a little after nine
Bm C
It was in Bobcaygeon I saw the constellations
G A*
Reveal themselves one star at a time
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Drove back to town this morning with working on my mind
G A*
I thought of maybe quitting
G A*
Thought of leaving it behind
Bm C
Went back to bed this morning
G A*
And as I’m pulling down the blind
Bm C
The sky was dull and hypothetical
G A*
And falling one cloud at a time
Em C
That night in Toronto with its checkerboard floors
G D
Riding on horseback and keeping order restored
Em
Til the men they couldn’t hang
C
Stepped to the mic and sang
D
And their voices rang with that Aryan twang
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((I think you get the point now))
I got to your house this morning just a little after nine
In the middle of that riot
Couldn’t get you off my mind
So I’m at your house this morning
Just a little after nine
Cause it was in Bobcaygeon where I saw the constellations
Reveal themselves one star at a time.