Riff 1
the air was more than human
the heat was more than hungry Em
the cars were square and spitting diesel fumes
Riff 1
the bulls were running wild
because their big and mean and sacred Em
the children were playing cricket with no shoes
B
the next morning we woke up
with a seven hour drive
C
there we were in stuck in port blaire
where boats break and children stare
GD
there were so many fewer questions
EmBmCBmAm
when stars were still just the holes to heaven
GD
and there were so many fewer questions
EmBmCBmAm
when stars were still just the holes to heaven
Riff 1
disembarking from the port
with no mistakes of any sort Em
moving south the engine running smooth
Riff 1
officials were quite friendly
once we drowned them with our sweet talk Em
and bribed them with our cigarettes and booze
B
the next morning we woke up
with the sunrise to the right
C
Moving back north to port claire
Where boats break and children stare
GD
there were so many fewer questions
EmBmCBmAm
when stars were still just the holes to heaven
GD
and there were so many fewer questions
EmBmCBmAm
when stars were still just the holes to heaven
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.