The Water
Johnny Flynn
| C | G | C | F | C | G | Am | F | C | G | F |
| | | | | | | | | All that I | have is a | river, |
| Am | E |
The | river is always my | home. |
| C | F | Am | F |
Lord, | take me a | way - For I | just cannot | stay |
| C | Dm | F |
Or I'll | sink in my | skin and my | bones. |
| C | G | C | F |
The | water sus | tains me with | out even | trying |
| C | G | Am | F | C |
The | water can't | drown me, I'm | done - With my | dy-y- | ing. |
Please help me build a small boat, - One that'll ride on the flow. | |
Where the river runs deep - And the larger fish creep | |
I'm glad of what keeps me afloat | |
The water sustains me without even trying | |
The water can’t drown me, I’m done - With my dying. | |
Now deeper the water I sail, - And faster the current I'm in. | |
That each night brings the stars - And the song in my heart | |
Is a tune for the Journeyman's tale. | |
The water sustains me without even trying | |
The water can’t drown me, I’m done - With my dying. | |
| Em | F |
| Now the land that I knew | is a dream |
| Em | F |
| And the light in the dis | tance grows faint. |
| C | F | C | F |
| So wide is my | river - | The horizon a | sliver - |
| C | G | Am | F |
| The artist has | run out of | paint. | |
Where the blue of the sea meets the sky - | |
And the big yellow sun leads me home. | |
I'm everywhere now - The way is a vow | |
To the wind of each breath by and by. | |
The water sustains me without even trying | |
The water can’t drown me, I’m done - With my dying. | |
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