Tom: E
Introdução: E E A B B A E
E A B
IA ORA TE NA-TURA
E A B
IA ORA TE NA-TURA
E D
I know I don't get there often enough
E D
But God knows I surely try
E D
It's a magic kind of medicine
A G E
That no doctor could prescribe
E D
I used to rule my world from a pay phone
E D
And ships out on the sea
E
But now times are rough
D
And I got too much stuff
A G E
Can't explain the likes of me
E A B E
But there's this one particular harbor
A B E
So far but yet so near
A B E A
Where I see the days as they fade away
A B E
And finally disappear
B
But now I think about the good times
E
Down in the Caribbean sunshine
B
In my younger days I was so bad
B A E
Laughin' about all the fun we had
B
I've seen enough to feel the world spin
E
Mixin' different oceans meetin' cousins
B
Listen to the drummers and the night sounds
B A E
Listen to the singers make the world go round
(SOLO {repeats Chorus chords})