Tom: D
D G D
Last night I dreamed of Smugglers Cove
G D
The seabirds all were wheeling
G D
out on the riptide past Discovery Isle
A
where killer whales come stealing
Bm
where killer whales come stealing
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Father took me by the hand
G D
down through the rocks and driftwood
G D
and pirate gold from Five+ Dime
A
He caused me to discover
Bm
all in a morning's wonder
D G D
Tonight I will fly to the top of the world
G D
Ancient winds will guide me
G D
down the old dim trails to the buffalo range
A
the little wolves beside me
Bm
the little wolves beside me
D G D
There I see the pony herds
G D
and the rires of the whiskey traders
G D
and the golden dust hangs in the air
A
with the screams of the Blackwood raiders
Bm
with thr screams of the Blackfood raiders
D G D
Last night I dreamed of Smugglers Cove
