All songs / David Alan Graham
Sunday On the Sand
Feet in the water, fire in our hands, nowhere to be.
All songs / David Alan Graham
Feet in the water, fire in our hands, nowhere to be.

Rolled in late, sun already high
Cooler in the back and smoke in the sky
Somebody beat us, grill's goin' strong
Speakers by the water, singin' along
Barefoot circles in the shoreline heat
Kids chasin' waves, dogs in the deep
Same old faces, same easy grin
Like the week just washed off in the wind
Six long days just to get right here
And it all disappears
Sunday on the sand
Feet in the water, fire in our hands
Good friends, sunburn, nowhere to be
Just the tide rollin' in and out like me
Ain't nowhere else I'd rather land
Than right here, Sunday on the sand
Somebody's tellin' that same old joke
Somebody's turnin' burgers in the smoke
Girls in the chairs, shades pushed down
Laughin' at the boys actin' like clowns
Boat pulls up and the crowd gets bigger
One more song and the sun drops quicker
Nobody's checkin' what time it is
That's the way a day like this should live
Whole world waits till Monday comes
But not for us
Sunday on the sand
Feet in the water, fire in our hands
Good friends, sunburn, nowhere to be
Just the tide rollin' in and out like me
Ain't nowhere else I'd rather land
Than right here, Sunday on the sand
By sunset, the sky burns gold
And nobody wants to pack it up and go
Funny how the simple things
Turn into everything
Sunday on the sand
Feet in the water, fire in our hands
Good friends, sunburn, nowhere to be
Just holdin' on to what we need
Ain't nowhere else I'd rather land
Than right here, Sunday on the sand
Sunday on the sand
Yeah, Sunday on the sand
GRolled in late, sun already Chigh
Cooler Bmin the back and smoke Cin the sky
Somebody Dbeat us, grill's Cgoin' strong
Speakers Bmby the water, singin' Calong
Barefoot Amcircles in the shoreline Cheat
Kids chasin' Bmwaves, dogs in Gthe deep
Same Amold faces, same easy Cgrin
Like the week just Dwashed off in the Amwind
Six long days just to get right Chere
And it all disappears
GSunday on Dthe sand
Feet Bmin the water, Dfire in our hands
GGood friends, sunburn, Cnowhere to be
GJust the tide rollin' Amin and out like me
Ain't nowhere else I'd rather land
CThan right here, DSunday on Gthe Dsand
Somebody's tellin' that same old joke
Somebody's turnin' burgers Cmin the smoke
Girls Din the chairs, Cmshades pushed down
DLaughin' at the boys actin' Cmlike clowns
BmBoat pulls up and the crowd Cgets bigger
One Bmmore song and the sun Cdrops quicker
Nobody's Dcheckin' what Ctime it is
That's the way Da day like this Cmshould live
Whole Amworld waits till Monday Bmcomes
But Cmnot for Gus
Sunday Don the sand
CFeet in the water, Dfire in our hands
GGood friends, Dsunburn, nowhere Bmto be
Just the tide rollin' Din and out like Cme
Ain't Amnowhere else I'd rather Gland
Than right here, Sunday on the Dsand
By sunset, Gthe sky burns gold
CAnd nobody wants Gto pack it up and go
Funny how Amthe simple things
GTurn into Deverything
GSunday on the sand
Feet in the water, fire in our hands
Good Dfriends, sunburn, Cmnowhere to be
Just Dholdin' on to what we need
Ain't Amnowhere else I'd Bmrather land
Than Gright here, Sunday on the Dsand
Sunday Cmon the Dsand
Yeah, CmSunday on the Dsand
This is the unfiltered pitch detection across the whole mix — vocals, bass and drums included — mapped onto a fretboard. It is not a playable arrangement and no one should try to read it as one. It is here only because it is the raw material everything else was built from.
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