Chords for City and Colour - Boiled Frogs *NOW AVAILABLE ON ITUNES*

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_ _ _ _ _ _ Old man sits at his desk, one year from retirement, [G] _
and he's up for review.
He's not quite sure what [D] to do, each passing year the [Bm] workload grows.
I'm always wishing, [D] _ I'm [G] always wishing [Bm] too late,
_ For things to go my way, [A] it [G] always ends up the [Bm] same.
[Em] _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Bm]
And I must be missing, [A] well I [G] must be missing [Bm] the point.
_ _ Your signal [A] fades away, and all [G] I'm left with [F#] is [Em] noise.
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_ [G] So wait up, I'm not sleeping [C#m] [Bm] alone again _ tonight.
_ _ _ _ [G] There's so much to dream about, well there must be more to my [Bm] _ _ life. _ _
_ [Em] _ [Bm] _ Poor little tin man, is still swinging his [G] eyes,
Even though, even though, well [D] his joints are clogged [Bm] with rust.
My youth is slipping, _ [D] my [G] youth is slipping [C#] away,
_ [Em] _ _ [Bm] Safe in monotony, _ _ [G] day after [B] day. _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] My youth is slipping, [A] _ my [G] youth is slipping [Bm] away.
_ _ _ Cold wind blows off the lake, and [A] I know for [G] sure that it's too [F#] late.
[Em] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [G] _ So wait up, I'm not sleeping [B] _ alone [Bm] again _ tonight.
_ _ _ _ There's so much to [G] dream _ about, well there must be more to [Bm] my life. _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ So wait up, I'm not sleeping _ alone _ [Bm] again tonight.
[G] _ _ [Bm] _ Between the [G] light and shallow _ waves, [Bm] is where I'm going to _ die. _
_ _ So [G] won't you _ _ wait [B] _ up for _ me?
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
[G] _ Won't you _ wait [B] _
_ up for [Bm] _ me? _
_ _ _ _ No, won't you _ [B] _ wait up for [Bm] _ _ me? _ _ _
[G] Oh, _ _ _ _ [B] wait _ up for [Bm] _ me. _
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