Coastal Confessions Chords by Jimmy Buffett

[E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Well, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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I'm a tidal pool explorer from the days of my misbehavior.
_ I believe that down on the beach where the seagulls preach
is where the Chinese buried the truth. _
[A] So I dig in the sand with my misguided hands
and [E] if I dig deep [A] enough, hell, I just [E] might dig it up.
[B] Talkin' about treasure, _ [A] talkin' about pleasure, _ [E] talkin' about love.
_ _ _ _ Now I'm a reader of the night sky _ and a singer of inordinate tunes. _
That's how I float across time, livin' way past my prime,
like a long lost baby's [F#] balloon.
[E] So [A] I hang on to the string, work that whole gravity thing,
but [E] when my spaceship goes pop back [A] to deep [E] earth,
I will drop [B] into the sea, or [A] the limbo tree, or the [E] wings of my love. _ _ _ _ _
[B] And I don't [A] know what I'm [E] supposed to do.
Maybe [B] end it, maybe [A] a story [E] or two. _
[A] I've got coastal _ [C#m] confessions [B] to make.
How [E] about you?
_ How about you?
They say that time is like a river, _ _ and stories are the key to the past.
But now I'm stuck in between here at my typing machine,
trying to come up with some words that will last. _
[A] It's so easy to see that we live history,
and [E] if I just find the beat, [A] I [E] know I'll land on my feet.
I [B] always do, haven't [A] got a clue.
Does it [E] come from above? _ _ _ _ _
[B] And I don't [A] know what I'm [E] supposed to do. _
[B] Maybe end it, maybe [A] a story [E] or two. _ _
[A] I've got coastal _ [C#m] confessions [B] to make.
[E] How about you?
_ How about you?
Let's go to church, sonny.
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[C#m] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _
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[F#m] So [G#m] bless me, Father, [A] as I [E] have [F#m] sinned.
Give [G#m] him chance, I'll [A] probably do [E] it again.
[F#m] I don't need have [G#m] solution, [A] just simple solution [B] will _ _ _ do. _
[E] So let's talk about the future or the consequences of my past. _
I've got scars, I've got lines, I'm not hard to define.
Just an altar boy covering his ass.
I [A] know I can't run and hide, but just hang on for the ride.
There [E] will be laughter and tears [A] as [E] we progress through the year,
but [B] still it's fun.
Hey, [A] I'm not done.
Gonna [E] dance till I fall. _ _ _ _ _
[B] And I don't [A] know what I'm [E] supposed to do. _
[B] Maybe have me [A] a bulk drink [E] or two.
It's [A] good for coastal [C#m] _ confessions [B] I hear.
[E] Tell the truth, _ _ tell the truth.
I've [A] got coastal _ [C#m] confessions [B] to make.
[E] How about you?
How about you? _
How about you?
How about you? _
And you and you and you. _ _ _
Ah, 42 years since my last confession.
_ [C#m] _
[E] Well, father, do you have the rest of the week?
Let's get started.
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[E] _ _ _ I had impure thoughts. _
_ I smoked some pie, _ _ _ _ _ stole some peanut butter. _ _
_ Father, wake up. _ _ _ _ _