Chords for Mary McCaslin and Garnet Rogers sing Gray Funnel Line

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I had to write down, actually Garnet graciously wrote the rest of the lyrics down.
I've known this song for years but not to sing it.
[A] _ _ They don't [E] know it at all.
Don't [A] apologize.
_ I was asked to sing Teach Your Children [D] with Graham Nash and Bonnie Raitt and a bunch of
people out in Santa Cruz where we live.
I'd never [A] sung Teach Your Children, everybody thought [D] I was crazy.
I said, well I'm [E] sorry.
This one's got a few more words.
_ _ Thanks [B] to everyone here who keeps Lina's going and keeps her divine spirit alive in this place.
_ I don't know if I've ever come up with a better description of what this place is than when
we were doing the interview, this conspiracy of kindness.
[G] We're all just kind of secretly just trying to make things better for each other in this room.
_ _ [Eb] I treasure the [G] years I've been able to play here and I treasure my relationship with the
people who run the place and with you guys.
_ _ My old friend Mary who I've got, we've known each other [Ab] quite a few years.
Since Ponyus was a pilot.
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_ _ [Bm] Ponyus was a pilot.
[D] _ Christ was a corporal.
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This is called [Eb] the Great Funnel Line.
Thanks again folks.
Thanks to Joe for running this out.
Yes, lovely day.
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This is called the Great Funnel Line.
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_ _ _ [G] _ [A] Don't mind the rain [G] and [D] the rolling sea.
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[D] The weary _ night never [A] ends.
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_ [A] The _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ finest ship _ _ [G] that [D] sails the [E] sea.
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It's [D] been a prison _ _ [A] for the likes of me.
But give [D] me _ _ wings like [G] Noah's _ dove.
[A] I'd fly up harbor.
_ [Bm] The [A] world I love.
One more day.
It's one more _ day.
From the great [D] funnel _ [A]
line.
_ _ _ _ For glory dreams _ were only [G] _ [A]
real.
I'd have my wings on that wooden wheel.
_ With all [D] my hope _ _ I'd turn [G] around. _
And [D] tell the _ _ boys where home we're bound.
_ It's one more _ day.
_ From the great funnel _ line.
_ I'll pass my _ [G] time [A] like some machine.
[G] _ _ [D] Until blue water _ [A] turns to green.
Then I'll dance on [D] down _ _ that [G] water shore.
[D] _ _ And sail the great funnel [A] line no [D] more.
_ And sail the great funnel line no more.
_ It's one more day.
_ _ From the great funnel line.
_ _ It's one more day. _
From the great funnel line.
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