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From: Mike Hall UCNS Aderhold Hall 
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Subject: song - TinCupChalice - Jimmy Buffett
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Tin Cup Chalice
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[Words and Music by Jimmy Buffett] 
((c) 1976, Let It Be There Music, Inc.)

Intro:  G  C G   G  C G

G            C            G
I want to go back  to the island,
           C            D             G
where the shrimp boats tie up to the pilin'.
Em     
Give me oysters and beer  
    A7                                          D
for dinner every day of the year  and I'll feel fine.
          D7
I'll feel fine.  

Chorus:
     C        D          G
     'Cause I    want to be there,
               C                D              Em
     I want to go back down and lie beside the sea there.
            C                              G       B7       Em
     With a tin cup for a chalice, fill it up with good red wine,
                A7            D            G    C G
     and I'm a' chewin', on a honey-suckle vine.

2.
Yeah, now, the sun goes slidin' 'cross the water;
Sailboats, they go searchin' for the breeze.
Salt air it ain't thin, I can stick right to you skin,
and make you feel fine.  It makes you feel fine.
(repeat chorus)

3.
Yes, and now you heard my strange proposal;
Get that pack gear up and let's move.
I want to be there 'fore the day, tries to steal away
and leave us behind.  I've made up my mind.
(repeat chorus and fade)
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Chords diagrams:
Em - |o22ooo|   D7 - |xxo212|   A7 - |xo2o2o|   B7 - |x212o2|

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