Walt Grace's Submarine Test, January 1967

Chords

Standard

C                                   F
Walt Grace, desperately hating his whole place
                      Am
Dreamed to discover a new space
                        F
And buried himself alive 
           C                                   F
Inside his basement, tongue on the side of his face meant
                     Am
He's working away on displacement
                          F
And what it would take to survive



  
  F                             Am     
'Cause when you're done with this world
F              Am            G
You know the next is up to you
         C                F            G
And his wife told his kids he was crazy
        C                 F            G
And his friends said he'd fail if he tried
            C             F
But with a will to work hard
       Am      D
And a library card
           F                                       G      C
He took a homemade, fan-blade, one-man submarine ride



      C                             F    
That morning, the sea was mad and I mean it
                     Am
Waves as big as he'd seen it
                         F
Deep in his dreams at home
     C
From dry land
                     F
He rolled it over to wet sand
                         Am
Closed the hatch up with one hand
                   F           
And pedaled off alone



  F                             Am
'Cause when you're done with this world
F            Am             G  
You know the next is up to you
        C            F           G
And for once in his life it was quiet
       C             F           G    
As he learned how to turn in the tide
        C          F
And the sky was a flare
                Am           D
When he came up for air
        F                                 G       C
In his homemade, fan-blade, one-man submarine ride



    C
One evening
                                F
When weeks had passed since his leaving
                          Am         
The call she'd planned on receiving
                  F
Finally made it home
           C
She accepted
                     F
The news she'd never expected
             Am
The operator connected
                F       
A call from Tokyo



  F                             Am     
'Cause when you're done with this world
F            Am             G  
You know the next is up to you
         C
Now his friends  
                  F              G        
Bring him up when they're drinking
        C       F           G
At the bar with his name on the side
          C               F
And they smile when they can
             Am        D
As they speak of a man
            F                              G          C
Who took a homemade, fan-blade, one-man submarine ride