The Eights Song

The Eights Song (demo) - MP3

Lyrics

John Georgette and Peter Annabelle and sue
And Mack and me and you
Sitting drinking high balls cigarettes 
and laughing singing loud as we can get

We breathe we draw the air the smoke is thick
The fire lit the camera clicks
And nineteen forty eight is nearly gone
But oh how strongly we live on

And in this coming year 
we hope that luck will find us
And honor and beauty 
and blessing from above  
And that the sum of our love will be greater than the struggle
And the difference between us not greater than our love

We breathe the air as far as promise goes
And cherries glow and bourbon flows
Together on the davenport this night
And laughing towards the light

And in this coming year
we hope that luck will find us
And honor and beauty 
and blessing from above  
And that the sum of our love will be greater than the struggle
And the difference between us be not greater than our love

Chords

Verse A D A f# E A repeat Chorus b A E f# D A b E repeat