Verse
D F#m
Down along the creek
A D
I remember something
D F#m F#m7
Her, the heron hurried away
D F#m F#m7 A
When first I breeched that last Sunday
[Verse 2]
D F#m
Low moon don the yellow road
A D
I remember something
D
That leaving wasn't easing
F#m F#m7
All that heaving in my vines
D F#m F#m7
And as certain it is evening 'at is NOW is not the Time'
A
Ooh
[Verse 3]
D F#m
Toiling with your blood
A D
I remember something
D F#m F#m7
In B, un—rationed kissing on a night second to last
D
Finding both your hands
F#m F#m7
As second sun came past the glass
D
And oh, I know it felt right
F#m A
And I had you in my grasp
[Verse 4]
D F#m
Oh, then how we gonna cry
F#m D
Cause it once might not mean something
D
Love, a second glance
F#m F#m7
It is not something that we'll need
D F#m F#m7
Honey, understand that I have been left here in the reeds
D F#m A
But all I'm trying to do is get my feet out from the crease
[Ending]
D
And I see you
F#m A
Turn around, you're my A-Team
D F#m A
Turn around now, you're my A-Team
D F#m
God damn, turn around now
A
You're my A-Team