G  D  Bm  Am  D  C

[Intro] 
G D Bm Am D Am D C Bm Am G 

[Verse]
G
there's a postcard, and a letter,
                     D            Am
mailed from golden shores of California
  D                 Am
and a message sent solely to warn ya, 
                      D        C      Bm      Em 
we're all fallin in, to the ocean
                  G 
but don't look so sad,
                    D         Am      D 
'cus theres lots of cold beer and white sand
     D              Am   
and I'm stuck in this beach, like a mad man
               D          Am 
so baby don't call, I'll be home tomorrow 
          Dm    Am
if you come home at all 
      G
and I drop to my knees, 
                           Em
and pray to the waves, who have so much to show ya, but nothin to say
Am                  
stuck in this summer, is where I'm gonna stay 
     D                C      Bm     Am    G
get me out of this city, and out of A 

[Break] 
G D Bm Am D Am D C Bm Am G 

[Verse]
G
there's a stiff drink, and a cigatette, 
                                       D
and a chair that just can't wait to meet you
 Bm           Am
parked at the top of this sand dune 
Am                              D    C    Bm 
and I've got this brand new tattoo
 Am                   G
but don't look so shocked 
G               D          Am   
'cus I'm ridin high in a rag top
          Bm                   Am 
and I'm burning my bridges with napalm 
                       D           C
so baby don't write, I'll be home tomorrow
             Bm
if you come home tonight
     G
and I drop to my knees, 
                                Em             
and pray to the waves, who have so much to show ya, but nothin to say,
       Am Em  Am 
but stuck in this summer is where I'm gonna stay
        D             Am     Bm     Am          G    
get me out of this city, and out of A 

G            D  Am D      C Bm   Am     G
la da da da da da da da, la da da da da da da a, la a a a 

[Break for the Organ Solo]: 
G      D     Am    Em   
Am      D     Am      Bm   Am   G   

[outro]
G                                                             D
there's a postcard and a letter, mailed from goldenshores of California
              Am                 C                  
and a message sent solely to warn ya, 
             D           C        Bm         C         G   
we're all fallin in, to the ocean