E                             C#m                         F#m
Sweet Annabelle as seen reclining on an ocean swell as the waves do lather
                               A                    E
up to lay her down 'til she's fast and sleeping oh well I guess I'm 
                C#m                                  F#m
something of a ne'er-do-well who fell asleep at the pealing of the steeple
              A                   E                           F#m
bell I'm on track and keeping but oh if I could only get you ocean side
              A                        E
To lay your muscles wide it’d be heavenly oh if I could only coax you 
 F#m                       A                        E         B7
overboard to leave these lolling shores to get you ocean side
       F#m                             A   Am
Ocean side                      ocean side  oh

[Solo]
E C#m F#m A Am

[Verse]
           E                                  C#m
At rising tide you're looking fresher than a July bride
                           F#m
We're picking up what our mothers always stigmatized.
              A                     E
The field is right for reaping  oh well
                             C#m
I guess I'm something of a neer-do-well 
                     F#m
Even though that's something I could never do well
         A                   E                           F#m
I'm on track and keeping but oh if I could only get you ocean side to lay 
       A                        E                               F#m
your muscles wide it'd be heavenly oh if I could only coax you overboard
                 A                        E         B7
To leave these lolling shores to get you ocean side
       F#m                                     A  Am  E
Ocean side                              ocean side