| A | G | D | |
| G | ot out of town on a boat | go'n' to southern isl | ands |
| D | A | G | D | A | |
| Sailing a | reach be | fore a following | sea ... | ....etc. |
| the Bm is used during the end of the verse: |
| D | Bm | A | |
| why | twice you | ran away |
| The words are: |
| SOUTHERN CROSS |
| Words and music by Stephen Stills, Richard Curtis, and Michael Curtis |
| Got out of town on a boat go'n' to southern islands |
| Sailing a reach before a following sea |
| She was making for the trades on the outside, |
| and the downhill run to Pape-ete. |
| Off the wind on this heading, lie the Marquesas |
| We got eighty feet of waterline nicely making way |
| In a noisy bar in Avalon, I tried to call you |
| But on the midnight watch I realized why twice you ran away. |
| Think about how many times I have fallen |
| Spirits are usin' me; larger voices callin' |
| What heaven brought you and me cannot be forgotten. |
| I have been around the world, |
| looking for that woman-girl |
| who knows love can endure. |
| And you know it will. |
| When you see the Southern Cross for the first time, |
| You understand now why you came this way. |
| 'Cause the truth you might be running from is so small. |
| But it's as big as the promise, the promise of a comin' day. |
| So I'm sailing for tomorrow. My dreams are a-dying. |
| And my love is an anchor tied to you, tied with a silver chain. |
| I have my ship, and all her flags are a-flying. |
| She is all that I have left, and music is her name. |
| Think about... |
| So we cheated and we lied and we tested. |
| And we never failed to fail. It was the easiest thing to do. |
| You will survive being bested. |
| Somebody find will come along, make me forget about loving you |
| and the Southern Cross. |
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