F G C

[1st verse]
G                                 F                   C
When the wind from the island is rollin' through the trees
       G                           F              C
When a kiss from a prison cell is carried in the breeze
 F            Em          F             C
That's when I wonder how sad a man can be
 F             G7            C     F   G   C
Oh, when will Celia come to me?

[2nd verse]
G                    F                 C
I still remember the mountains of the war
        G              F         C
Sierra Madre and the Philipino shore
  F        Em             F                 C
When will I lie beside my Celia 'neath the trees?
F              G7            C     F   G   C
Oh, when will Celia come to me?

[3rd verse]
G                           F                C
So many years were stolen, so many years are gone
        G                  F                     C
And the vision of my Celia make dreams to dream upon
F         Em        F            C
Each hour is a day filled with memories
 F             G7            C     F   G   C
Oh, when will Celia come to me?

[4th verse]
 G                        F              C
I wake each morning and I watch the sun arise
G                          F              C
Wonder if my Celia sleeps, wonder if she cries
F                  Em           F                C
If hate must be my prison lock, love must be the key
 F             G7            C     F   G   C
Oh, when will Celia come to me?

[5th verse]
 G                                          F                   C
The guns have stopped their firing, you may wander through the hills
 G                                         F                C
They kept my Celia through the war, they keep her from me still
 F                  Em           F                C
She waits upon the island now, a prisoner of the sea
 F             G7            C     F   G   C
Oh, when will Celia come to me?

[6th verse]
G                                 F                   C
When the wind from the island is rollin' through the trees
       G                           F              C
When a kiss from a prison cell is carried in the breeze
 F            Em          F             C
That's when I wonder how sad a man can be
 F             G7            C     F   G   C
Oh, when will Celia come to me?
 F             G7            C
Oh, when will Celia come to me?