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The Lee Shore

Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
Chords & TabKeyCadvanced
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Chords in this song9

Chords

Em9 0 2 4 0 3 0
Am9 x 0 5 5 0 x
Gsus4 3 x 0 0 1 x
A* x 0 4 0 3 0 (A7sus4add13)
Em11 0 2 4 0 3 5

Intro

e|-10--7------------7--10--7---10-----7---------------0----------|
B|--8--7--8--7h8p7--7---8--7----8-----7-----8----8/10---10----10-|
G|--------9--7h9p7--------------------------9----9/11------11----|
D|---------------------------------------------------------------|
A|---------------------------------------------------------------|
E|---------------------------------------------------------------|
Wheel gull, spin and glide
e|--------------------------5------------------------0-----0-|
B|-10----12---10---8----7---5-----------------------3-----0--|
G|-11----12---11---9----7---5----------------------4-----2---|
D|-----------------------------------------------------------|
A|-----------------------------------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------------------------------------|
You've got no place to hide It's cause you don't need one
 
e|-----------------|
B|-----------3-----|
G|-------0-------0-|  x4
D|-------------4---|
A|-----2-----------|
E|-0---------------|

Verse 1

All along the lee shore
Shells lie scattered in the sand
Winking up like shining eyes, at me  
Em9 A* Em9 A*
From the sea

Verse 2

Here is one like sunrise
It's older than you know 
It's still lying there where some careless wave 
Em9 A* Em9 A*
Forgot it long ago

Verse 3

When I awoke this morning
I dove beneath my floating home
Down below her graceful side in the turning tide 
Em9 A* Em9 A*
To watch the sea fish roam

Verse 4

There I heard a story 
From the sailors of the Sandra Marie
There's another island a day's run away from here 
Em9 A* Em9 A*
And it's empty and free

Verse 5

From here to Venezuela 
There's nothing more to see 
Than a hundred thousand islands flung like jewels upon the sea 
Em9 A* Em9 A*
For you and me

Instrumental

Em9 Cmaj7 Am9 x2
      
Em9 A* Em9 A*

Verse 6

Sunset smells of dinner 
Women are calling at me to end my tales
But perhaps I'll see you, the next quiet place 
Em9 A* Em9 A* Em11
I furl my sails........

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