No Plane On Sunday

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Date: Mon, 03 Jun 96 21:12:10 -0700
From: Chris Nesin 


No Plane on Sunday
By Jimmy Buffett
>From the Album Floridays
Chords by Brandon Perry

Capo on 2

In key of D.  Throughout song D is played alternating opening the back two
fingers.  Listen to the song first.

Intro:  D D(alt)

D(alt) D
You can throw your luggage down

loose your cool and stomp around
            G                      D(alt) D
there ain’t nothin, nothin you can do

D(alt) D
Wipe away your girlfriends tears

go to the bar and have some beers
            G                           D(alt) D
there ain’t no way, that bird’s getting through

Chorus
G            D
No Plane on Sunday
A                 G     D
Maybe be one come Monday

just a hopeless situation
         A                              C G C G
make the best of it’s bout all you can do
A           D(alt) D
till we get through.

D(alt) D
Overheard the engineer

say something bout the landing gear
         G                          D(alt) D
now were running strictly on island time

D(alt) D
I know you got someone back home

so do I it’s tough alone
    G                        D(alt) D
aw, come on, it’s just minor crime


Chorus
G           D
No Plane on Sunday
A                   G     D
check it again come Monday

just a hopeless situation
         A                             C G C G
make the best of it’s bout all you can do
A           D(alt) D
till we get through.


Bridge
G                      C
Shouldn’t spend these precious hours
          F               C C D C
trying to figure this out
C                       F
We don’t know where the story ends
                                D
lets don’t just go back to just being friends

Solo  G D G C F C C G C G A D(alt) D

D(alt) D
So they were walking on the beach

quarter moon within their reach
                     G                  D(alt) D
so they stole it and tucked it in their hearts

D(alt) D
That’s when they heard the engines hum

and realized the dawn had come
       G                   D(alt) D
it was over, over from the start.


Chorus
G           D
No Plane on Sunday
A                   G     D
just another lonely Monday

just a hopeless situation
         A                             C G C G
make the best of it’s bout all you can do
A           D(alt) D
till we get through.

D  A              D(alt) D
whoa, till we get through
D  A              D(alt) D
whoa, baby what’s new
D  A              D(alt) D
whoa, till we get through


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