| Intro: G Am7 D G Am7 D |
| G | Am7 | D | G | Am7 | D | |
| I'd like to | ride the | rodeo, | but I've g | ot brahma | fear |
| G | Am7 | D | G | Am7 | D | |
| So I'll just | stick to | aeroplanes, | gently | pop my | ears |
| F | C | G | F | C | D | |
| Drink a | lot of | whiskey, it | gives me | such a | glow |
| G | Am7 | D | Am7 | D | G | |
| It | makes m | e quite im | mobile, but it | lets my | feelings | show |
| C | D | G | |
| And I'm | somewhere | below the | spotlight |
| C | D | Em | |
| Somewhere be | low the | ground |
| C | A7 | |
| You dig | deep enough you might | find me |
| C | D | G | |
| Find me and | you've found my | sound |
| Yes I own a whaler boat, it slides across the sea |
| And some folks say I'm part of it |
| And I know it's part of me |
| When I'm feeling solitaire, it lets me be alone |
| And when I want to habitate, it carries me back home |
| Chorus: |
| And I'm somewhere below the sunlight |
| Somewhere upon the sea |
| You look deep enough, you might find me |
| Find me, 'cause that's where I'll be |
| Yes I'll drink a lot of whiskey |
| It gives me such a glow |
| It makes me quite immobile, but it lest my feelings show |
| Yes, it makes me quite immobile, |
| But it lets my feelings show |