Tono: G
Introducción:
G C G
Blue skies and red sunsets could wait for me
G C G
They might be paying me off setting me free
D C G
No more Byzantine bureaucracy for me
verse 2
G C G
But if they take my job, the rest: it?s gone
G C G
This tiny plot of land we call our own
D C G
Is it pride, or fear, or age, or is it home
verse 3
G C G
Yeah, I?m scared I?ve settled down so long
G C G
But maybe open air and open seas and song
D C G
Can?t tell if this is right but it don?t seem wrong
verse 4
G C G
So I hold my tongue they think I wanna stay
G C G
Cos forced redundancy?s a lot of pay
D C G
We buy a motor-home and we?re away
Bridge
Am C G
So, I sit and wait, and then I get the call
Am C G
Is this the parting word? ?Thanks for it all?
D Am G
No. Turns out they need me after all!
Verse 5
G C G
The bricks still ours: no need to fly
G C G
We?re safe, secure: no need to cry
D C G
The pension grows as each year passes by
Verse 6
G C G
So here I am and here I?m gonna stay
G C G
Retirement?s still a long, long way away
D C G
I?ll see the sky through the window every day