D We were born before the wind, also younger than the sun A D 'Ere the bonny boat was won, as we sailed into the mystic D Hark, now, hear the sailor's cry, smell the sea and feel the sky A D Let your soul and spirit fly, into the mystic F#m G D When that foghorn blows, I will be comin' home F#m G A When that foghorn blows, I wanna hear it, I don't have to fear it D I wanna rock your gypsy soul, just like way back in the days of old A D and magnificently we will float, onto the mystic F#m G D When that foghorn blows, you know I will be comin' home F#m G A and when that foghorn whistle blows, I've gotta hear it, I don't have to fear it D And I wanna rock your gypsy soul, just like way back in the days of old A D and together we will float, into the mystic F#m G D When that foghorn blows, you know I will be comin' home F#m G A and when that foghorn whistle blows, I've gotta hear it, I don't have to fear it D And I wanna rock your gypsy soul, just like way back in the days of old A D and together we will float, into the mystic A D . . . too late to stop now . . . Ukulele Club of Santa Cruz Ukulele Club of Santa Cruz September 22-24 2006 September 22-24 2006 D A G F#m Van Morrison 270 Into the Mystic Into the Mystic

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D We were born before the wind, also younger than the sunA D 'Ere the bonny boat was won, as we sailed into the mysticD Hark, now, hear the sailor's cry, smell the sea and feel the sky A D Let your soul and spirit fly, into the mysticF#m G D When that foghorn blows, I will be comin' homeF#m G A When that foghorn blows, I wanna hear it, I don't have to fear itD I wanna rock your gypsy soul, just like way back in the days of oldA D and magnificently we will float, onto the mysticF#m G D When that foghorn blows, you know I will be comin' homeF#m G A and when that foghorn whistle blows, I've gotta hear it, I don't have to fear itD And I wanna rock your gypsy soul, just like way back in the days of oldA D and together we will float, into the mysticF#m G D When that foghorn blows, you know I will be comin' homeF#m G A and when that foghorn whistle blows, I've gotta hear it, I don't have to fear itD And I wanna rock your gypsy soul, just like way back in the days of oldA D and together we will float, into the mystic A D . . . too late to stop now . . . Ukulele Club of Santa CruzUkulele Club of Santa Cruz

September 22-24 2006September 22-24 2006

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