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1. SOME KIND OF FOOL Words & Music by IAN TYSON [6 string – tune to pitch]
1.G Worn to a frazzle way down in my bones I've Csung every song about bein' alone
So, Ghoney, please be there when I get Dhome Well, tGhe tourists have all given up for the night
CCoyotes howlin' to my left and my right And I Gmust be some kind of Dfool to leave you aGlone
2. TheG wind's growin' colder, I'm caught by the throat AnCd my car-top's flappin' like a pensioner's coat
Oh aGnd honey, please be there when I gDet home My Gfriends are on the pogey and I'm on the pills
I'm Chooked on a white line runnin' up to the hills AndG I must be some kind Dof fool to leave yoGu alone
A…/D…/A…/E…/A… La la (etc.)