Holes to Heaven

Jack Johnson

Tom: G

Riff 1

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the air was more than human
the heat was more than hungry			    Em
the cars were square and spitting diesel fumes

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the bulls were running wild
because their big and mean and sacred		Em
the children were playing cricket with no shoes

    B
the next morning we woke up
with a seven hour drive
C
there we were in stuck in port blaire
where boats break and children stare

G		    D
there were so many fewer questions
Em		      Bm		 C      Bm  Am
when stars were still just the holes to heaven
     G			D
and there were so many fewer questions
Em		      Bm		 C      Bm  Am
when stars were still just the holes to heaven

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disembarking from the port
with no mistakes of any sort	      Em
moving south the engine running smooth

Riff 1
officials were quite friendly
once we drowned them with our sweet talk      Em
and bribed them with our cigarettes and booze

     B
the next morning we woke up
with the sunrise to the right
C
Moving back north to port claire
Where boats break and children stare

G		    D
there were so many fewer questions
Em		      Bm		 C      Bm  Am
when stars were still just the holes to heaven
     G			D
and there were so many fewer questions
Em		      Bm		 C      Bm  Am
when stars were still just the holes to heaven

Riff 1

Riff 2:


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