| intro G |
| G | D | |
| verse1 Oh the s | un beats down and melts the tar upon the r | oof |
| D | G | G7 | |
| And your s | hoes get so hot you wish your tired feet were fire-p | roof |
| C | G | |
| Under the b | oardwalk, down by the | sea |
| G | D | G | |
| On a b | lanket with my baby | is where I'll | be |
| verse2 From a park nearby happy sounds from a carousel |
| You can almost taste the hotdogs and french fries they sell |
| Under the boardwalk, down by the sea |
| On a blanket with my baby is where I'll be |
| Em | |
| bridge Under the b | oardwalk, out of the sun |
| D | |
| Under the b | oardwalk, we'll be having some fun |
| Em | |
| Under the b | oardwalk, people walking above |
| D | |
| Under the b | oardwalk, we'll be falling love |
| Em | Em | Em | Em | |
| Under the b | oard- | walk, | board | -walk |