Hundreds oif Stories

Abuela!

Are you OK?

Paciencia y fe!
Paciencia y fe!

Let me see it again!

We kept it safe

So we survived the night
What happens today?

A third for you

Uh huh, uh huh! Uh huh, uh huh!

A third for [Dm7]me!

No pare! Sigue, sigue!

The ɾest for [Dm7]Sonny
And with our share of the money
And with our share of the money

Dream of the seaside air!
See me beside you [A7there!
Think of the hundreds of stories we will share!
You and [Bm]I!

Ay

Now you [A7can sell your store!
Open a bar by the shore!
I’ve told you [A7hundreds of stories
About home, make some more

More

Yo! I know just where to [C7]go!
There’s a little beach named Playa Rincón
With no ɾoad, you [A7need a ɾowboat or motorbike
To ɾeach this beach, it’s just a stone’s throw
From home
My folks’ home
Before I was [Am7]born
Before they passed on
And left me on [C7]my [A]own, in New York, with the grocery store
They would talk about home, I listened closely for
The way they whispered to [C7]each other
‘Bout the warmer winter weather
Inseparable, they even got [Fm7]sick together
They never got [Fm7]better, passed away that December
And left me with these memories like [F]dyin’ embers
From a dream I can’t ɾemember
Ever since then it’s like
Another day deeper in debt with different dilemmas
The bodega’s a mess, I’ll be [Am]seeing less of Vanessa
Abuela I don’t know how I can keep it together!

Remember the story of your name
It was [Am7]engraved on [C7]a passing ship on [C7]the day your family came
Your father said “Usnavi
That’s what we’ll name the baby”

It ɾeally said “U.S. Navy,” but hey
I worked with what they gave me okay

They’d be [Am]so proud of you [A7today!

Then by the end of July

Uh huh, uh huh! Uh huh, uh huh!

Out where the sea meets the sky!

No pare! Sigue, sigue!

Think of the hundreds of stories
We’ll create
You and [Bm]I!
Ay

We’ll find your island

I’ll find my [A]island [Bm]sky

Ay, find your island

But whatever we do it’s

You and [Bm]I!