Doug Moreland's Sonova Beach (pronounced so-no-va)
Verse 1:
D
On the beach, with a beer in my hand
Watching the ladies working on that tan
G
Just enjoying the view
D
Sneaking a peak or two
Verse 2:
D
I've got no worries, I've got no cares
Just a few unanswered prayers
G
Whoa she's so fine, why can't she be mine,
D
she blows my mind to look at her behind,
A
it's one of a kind
G
Oh, Sonova Beach
D
Has the prettiest beaches
A
And I believe this beach is
D
The prettiest beach I've ever seen
G
Oh, Sonova Beach
D
Where there's so many fish in the sea
A
My worm is wiggling but they're not coming to me
D A
Oh Sonova Beach
D A
Oh Sonova Beach
D
Oh son of a beach