From: James Goetz u
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San Tropez
Music and Words by Roger Waters
As recorded by Pink Floyd on Meddle
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transcribed by fled fairlane
4/4 time Key of G
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As I reach for a peach slide a ride down behind the
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sofa in San Tropez
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Breaking a stick with a brick on the sand riding a wave in the wake of
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an old sedan
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Sleeping alone in the drone of the darkness scratched by the sand that
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fell from our love deep in my dreams and I still hear her calling If
you're alone I'll come home
[play this first time only, second time go to Coda]
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Backwards and home-bound the pigeon, the dove gone with the wind and
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the rain on an airplane owning a home with no silver spoon I'm drinking
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champagne like a big tycoon Sooner than wait for a break in the weather
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I'll gather my far-flung thoughts together Speeding away on a wind to a
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new day if you're alone I'll come home ..And I pause
[Back to top with these lyrics]
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for a while by a country stile and listen to things they say. Digging for
gold with a hoe in my hand hoping they'll take a look at the way things
stand Would you lead me down to the place by the sea? I hear your soft
voice calling to me. Making a date for later by phone. If you're alone
I'll come
[Coda]
home.
[Repeat and fade out]
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Pink Floyd - San Tropez
Pink Floyds "San Tropez" from the album "Meddle" 1971
Pink floyd San Tropez
Charlie Brown Blues
San Tropez - Pink Floyd
Yes the artist (Ilana Yahav) can be found at SandFantasy.com, I loved it, but was disappointed with the music they chose so I put this together. Now it's brilliant !!!
Pink Floyd live Saint Tropez Music Festival 1970
Atom Heart Mother
Pink Floyd-San Tropez
Roger Waters - acoustic guitar, bass and vocals
David Gilmour - slide guitar
Richard Wright - piano
Nick Mason - drums and percussion.
Lyrics:
As I reach for a peach
Slide a rind down behind
The sofa in San Tropez.
Breakin' a stick
with a brick on the sand.
Ridin' a wave
In the wake of an old sedan.
Sleepin' alone in the
Drone of the darkness,
Scratched by the sand that
Fell from my love,
Deep in my dreams and I
Still hear her callin'
"If you're alone,
I'll come home."
Backward and homebound,
The pigeon, the dove,
Gone with the wind
And the rain, on an airplane.
Owning a home
With no silver spoon,
I'm drinking champagne
Like a good tycoon.
Sooner than wait for
A break in the weather,
I'll gather my far-flung
Thoughts together.
Speeding away
On the wind to a new day.
And if you're alone
I'll come home.
And I pause for a while
By a country style
And listen to the things they say.
Diggin' for gold
With a hoe in my hand.
Open a book
Take a look at the way things stand.
And you're leading me down
To the place by the sea.
I hear your soft voice
Calling to me.
Making a date for
Later by phone
And if you're alone
I'll come home.