Ricky Montgomery - Black Fins

                [Intro]
C   F   G   F
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[Verse 1]
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..Black fins, waitin' for the tide to row
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..Back in, soakin' in the sun, and I know
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..It's just another little piece of ocean trash and
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..Not you, just a little ghost I keep around..
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A funny shadow always hanging now.........

[Chorus]
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If your ashes sprang to life
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Would you just let me down?
            C                F 
Would you leave those kids again
                     G 
And kick'em out of town?
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I guess we'll never know
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I'll just be here wondering
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What made you choose to go
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The day you went down to Mexico...........
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To Mexico.........

[Verse 2]
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..Black fins, full of life again, and suddenly
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It's all pretend, every manic word you wrote us
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Now there's time to mend
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Every broken heart that you left
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In your gust of wind, no more little ghost I keep around
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(No more little ghost I keep around)
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No more funny shadow in my house
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(No more funny shadow in my house)..

[Chorus]
          C              F
If your ashes sprang to life
                       G 
Would you just let me down?
            C                F 
Would you leave those kids again
                     G 
And kick'em out of town?
   C                  F 
I guess we'll never know
  G                F  
I'll just be here wondering
       C                F 
What made you choose to go
     G             F          C  
The day you went down to Mexico 

[Bridge]
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..Black fins, one more metaphor for scuba gear
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Black fins, wish I would've known you through the years
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Black fins, wish I never went to Illinois
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Black fins, fillin' up on milk and Chips Ahoy
       F            G
Black fins (Black fins)
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Black fins (Black fins)
        F           G 
Black fins (Black fins)
        F  
Black fins

[Outro]
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(No more little ghost I keep around)
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(No more funny shadow in my house)
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(No more little ghost I keep around)
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No more funny shadow in my home
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(No more funny shadow in my home)
                              C 
No more little ghost I keep around