Aqualung
Jethro Tull
Sitting on a park benchBb
CEyeing little girls with Dbad intent.
Bb C
Snot is running down his noseBb
CGreasy fingers smearing Dshabby clothes.
Bb C
Bbhey, CAqualung
Drying in the cold sunBb
CWatching as the frilly Dpanties run.
Bb C
Bbhey CAqualung
Feeling like a dead duckBb
CSpitting out pieces of his Dbroken luck.
Bb C
Bbooh CAqualung
EmSun streaking Dcold, an old man wandering Alonely
AmTaking time the Emonly way he Dknows
Dsus2 D
EmLeg hurting Dbad, as he bends to pick a Adog end
He Amgoes down to the Embog and warms his Dfeet
Dsus2 D
EmFeeling Dalone, the armies up the Aroad
SalAmvation al-a-Emmode and a cup of Dtea
Dsus2 D
EmAqualung my Dfriend, don't you start away Auneasy
You Ampoor old sod you Emsee it's only Dme
Dsus2 D
EmDo you still Dremember, Decembers foggy Emfreeze?
EmWhen the ice that clings on Dto your beard, was screaming agoEmny
And you Emsnatch your rattling Dlast breathes with deep-sea-diver-Emsounds
And the Amflowers bloomed like Emmadness in the Dspring
Dsus2 D
EmSun streaking Dcold, an old man wondering Alonely
AmTaking time the Emonly way he Dknows
Dsus2 D
EmLeg hurting Dbad, as he bends to pick a Adog end
He Amgoes down to the Embog and warms his Dfeet
Dsus2 D
EmFeeling Dalone, the armies up the Aroad
SalAmvation al-a-Emmode and a cup of Dtea
Dsus2 D
EmAqualung my Dfriend, don't you start away Auneasy
You Ampoor old sod you Emsee it's only Dme
Sitting on a park benchBb
CEyeing little girls with Dbad intent.
Bb C
Snot is running down his noseBb
CGreasy fingers smearing Dshabby clothes.
Bb C
Bbhey, CAqualung
Drying in the cold sunBb
CWatching as the frilly Dpanties run.
Bb C
Bbhey CAqualung
Bbooh CAquaDlung