Cabarita

Dm                            G                                        C
Disco’s come to Cabarita tonight an’ all the farmer’s daughters
           F                             F
dressed in their feathers
Dm                          G                            C
She walks into the coloured lights, an’ damn her eyes were
            F
lookin’ so  much  better
F                         G                 Em           F        F
An’ did she even try?   She never even tries
Dm                              G                                          C
 All the music flashes out like water through the trees in-to the
F                        F
dark and lonely
Dm                                      G                               C                     F
She dances through like a hum-ming bird but he promises that he loves me only

F                         G           Em                   F            F
An’ did he even try?  He never even tried
    Dm                      G                Em                    F    F
She turns the heads of drivers as they pass down from the east
    Dm                  G                             Em                   F    F
The boys outside the milk bar stare as she walks across the street
    Dm                      G                    Em                        F
She sits in church and all the old men shuffle in their seats
F                  G          Em                            F             F
By the water by the water by the water he loved by-   one

Dm                        G                                 C                   F     F
 Let the wind comb through my hair, let the rain come through my fingers

 Some times I can feel my beautiful-ness, I can feel it linger
   Dm                      G                               C                 F
An’she appears like a tiger moon, through the paperbarks  I can see her figure
Dm                                  G               C                    F
There’ll be men in the woods tonight sometimes I think I’m gonna pull  that  trigger.

        F                  G                     Em                           F         F
Well here I am in church again I’m,  wrapped in starch and cellophane
    F                    G                      Em                   F
I’m Dryin' up an’ I’m dyin’ an’ I’m fallin’ from an aeroplane
    F              G                    Em                   F
You see her runnin’ through the trees,a’feel the leaves beneath her feet
F                   G          Em                         F                   F
By the water by the water, by the water he loved by-  one

Dm           G   Em           F     F           G     Em           F     F
By the wa-ater, by the wa-ater, by the wa-ater, by the wa-a-ter