Capo 7

[Verse]

A daydream spi

lls from my co

rked head
              
Breaks free of

    
 my wooden nec

k

Left a nod ove

r sleeping wav

es

Like bobbing b

ait for bathin

g cod
              
Floating flock

     
s of candled s

wans

Slowly drift a

cross wax pond

s

[Chorus]
           
The men all pl

ayed along
             
To marching dr

    
ums
            
And boy did th

ey have fun
         
Behind the sea
           
They sang
       
So our matchin

g legs
     
Are marching c

locks
             
And we're all 

   
too small

To talk to God
             
Yes, we're all

   
 too smart

To talk to God

[Verse]

Toast the fine

 folks casting

 silver crumbs
       
To us from the

 dock

Jinxed things 

ringing as the

y leak

Through tiny c

racks in the b

oardwalk
              
Scarecrow, now

     
 it's time to 

hatch

Sprouting sons

 and ageless d

aughters
             
That those wat

             
ermelon smiles

              
 just can't ri

    
pen underwater
             
Just can't rip

   
en underwater

[Chorus/Outro]
           
The men all pl

ayed along
             
To marching dr

    
ums
            
And boy did th

ey have fun
         
Behind the sea
           
They sang
       
So our matchin

g legs
     
Are marching c

locks
             
And we're all 

   
too small

To talk to God
             
Yes, we're all

   
 too smart

To talk to God