Derelict

	  		Derelict 

This song doesn't actually use a guitar but you can strum along and sing it using this tonality. 

C#                                 F#  
I dropped my anchor in the dead of night 
                                  Ab 
I packed my suitcase and threw it away 
C#                           F# 
I fell asleep in the funeral fire 
                                Ab 
I gave my clothes to the police man 

C#                 B            Ab                      C# 
Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air 
Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air 

Shooting venom at the passers-by 
Hijackers tie the heavens down 
I put my eyes in a paper bag 
I'm spinning round like a gambling wheel 

Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air 
Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air 

I dropped my anchor in the dead of night 
I packed my suitcase and threw it away 
I fell asleep in the funeral fire 
I gave my clothes to the police man 

Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air 
Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air