Aqualung
Jethro Tull
Sitting on a park benchDb
EbEyeing little girls with Fbad intent.
Db Eb
Snot is running down his noseDb
EbGreasy fingers smearing Fshabby clothes.
Db Eb
Dbhey, EbAqualung
Drying in the cold sunDb
EbWatching as the frilly Fpanties run.
Db Eb
Dbhey EbAqualung
Feeling like a dead duckDb
EbSpitting out pieces of his Fbroken luck.
Db Eb
Dbooh EbAqualung
GmSun streaking Fsus2cold, an old man wandering Clonely
CmTaking time the Gmonly way he Fknows
Fsus2 F
GmLeg hurting Fbad, as he bends to pick a Cdog end
He Cmgoes down to the Gmbog and warms his Fsus4feet
Fsus2 Fsus4
GmFeeling Falone, the armies up the Croad
SalCmvation al-a-Gmmode and a cup of Ftea
Fsus2 F
GmAqualung my Ffriend, don't you start away Cuneasy
You Cmpoor old sod you Gmsee it's only Fsus2me
Fsus2 Fsus2
GmDo you still Fremember, Decembers foggy Gmfreeze?
GmWhen the ice that clings on Fto your beard, was screaming agoGmny
And you Gmsnatch your rattling Flast breathes with deep-sea-diver-Gmsounds
And the Cmflowers bloomed like Gmmadness in the Fspring
Fsus2 F
GmSun streaking Fcold, an old man wondering Clonely
CmTaking time the Gmonly way he Fknows
Fsus2 F
GmLeg hurting Fbad, as he bends to pick a Cdog end
He Cmgoes down to the Gmbog and warms his Fsus4feet
Fsus2 Fsus4
GmFeeling Falone, the armies up the Croad
SalCmvation al-a-Gmmode and a cup of Ftea
Fsus2 F
GmAqualung my Ffriend, don't you start away Cuneasy
You Cmpoor old sod you Gmsee it's only Fsus2me
Sitting on a park benchDb
EbEyeing little girls with Fbad intent.
Db Eb
Snot is running down his noseDb
EbGreasy fingers smearing Fshabby clothes.
Db Eb
Dbhey, EbAqualung
Drying in the cold sunDb
EbWatching as the frilly Fpanties run.
Db Eb
Dbhey EbAqualung
Dbooh EbAquaFlung