D                                               G
Thank god it's quitting time Can't take no more of this weekday grind
           Bm                    A                 G
But I ain't ready to head back home and watch TV
                        D                           G                           Bm
Guess I'll drive down to the pier Let the sun go down on a six pack of beer
G                                               A
Stare out through my windshield at the sea


[Chorus]

Em                                       D
In this gritty seacoast town Where the water pounds the sand
              G                                     A
I Don't know why I'm so surprised Things didn't work out like I planned

G                                               D
If I was a wave out on the ocean If I was a wave out on the sea
                G                                                               Em
Free to go whichever way the wind was blowing Maybe wash up on some farther shore
G                               A
Where these blues can't follow me


[Verse 2]

                              D                                 G
Got a small apartment on Munjoy Hill Didn't want too much space to fill
            Bm                  A               G
It's just a bed, a pull out couch and a kitchenette
                           D                             G                        Bm
Weekends my kid ain't sleeping over There's just no point in trying to stay sober
G                                               A
Cause there ain't no good example I need set


[Chorus]

Em                                              D
In this gritty seacoast town Where the winter never ends
        G                                               A
Twice a day the tide goes out Heaven knows why it ever rolls back in
G                                               D
If I was a wave out on the ocean If I was a wave out on the sea
                G                                                               Em
Free to go whichever way the wind was blowing Maybe wash up on some farther shore
A
Where these blues can't follow me


[Verse 2]

             D                             G
Maybe it's destiny Or just my mind playing tricks on me
                Bm                               A                       G
Keeps me wanting something that's always out of reach
                              D                                 G
                Bm
I bet there's somebody somewhere else Who's somehow managed to convince himself
G                                            A
He'd be happier if he washed up on this beach


[Chorus]

             Em                               D
Oh it’s a gritty seacoast town Five beer moon shining down on me
                                   G                                               A
I'll save the last one 'til I get back home God, I hope there ain't no re-runs on TV
G                                               D
If I was a wave out on the ocean If I was a wave out on the sea
                G                                                               Em
Free to go whichever way the wind was blowing Maybe wash up on some farther shore
G                        A                                 D
Where these blues can't follow me    They can’t follow me