Carey

	 
[Strophe]
C 
The wind is in from Africa 
G 
Last night I couldn't sleep 
                F               C 
Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here Carey 
         G 
But it's really not my home 
C                          G 
My fingernails are filthy, I got beach tar on my feet 
      F                   C            G 
And I miss my clean white linen and my fancy French cologne
[Refrain]
G                      C 
Oh Carey, get out your cane 
C                    G 
And I'll put on some silver 
F                    C              G   C 
Oh you're a mean old Daddy, but I like you
[Strophe]
C                                           G 
Come on down to the Mermaid Cafe and I will buy you a bottle of wine 
          F                  C                     G 
And we'll laugh and toast to nothing and smash our empty glasses down 
             C 
Let's have a round for these freaks and these soldiers 
  G 
A round for these friends of mine 
                   F                        C 
Let's have another round for the bright red devil 
              G 
Who keeps me in this tourist town
[Refrain]
                             C 
Come on, Carey, get out your cane 
C                G 
I'll put on some silver 
F                    C              G   C 
Oh you're a mean old Daddy, but I like you
[Strophe]
C 
Maybe I'll go to Amsterdam 
    G 
Or maybe I'll go to Rome 
      F              C                   G 
And rent me a grand piano and put some flowers 'round my room 
      C 
But let's not talk about fare-thee-wells now 
     G 
The night is a starry dome. 
              F                    C 
And they're playin' that scratchy rock and roll 
             G 
Beneath the Matala Moon
[Refrain]
G                            C 
Come on, Carey, get out your cane 
C                    G 
And I'll put on some silver 
F                   C           G    C 
You're a mean old Daddy, but I like you
[Strophe]
C 
The wind is in from Africa 
      G 
Last night I couldn't sleep 
                 F                  C 
Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here 
            G 
But, it's really not my home 
C 
Maybe it's been too long a time 
             G 
Since I was scramblin' down in the street 
                 F                       C 
Now they got me used to that clean white linen 
           G 
And that fancy French cologne
[Refrain]
G                      C 
Oh Carey, get out your cane 
C                    G 
I'll put on my finest silver 
      F                   G 
We'll go to the Mermaid Cafe 
            C 
Have fun tonight 
        F                      C               G       C 
I said, Oh, you're a mean old Daddy, but you're out of sight