Jethro Tull - Mother england reverie
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Tuning: E A D G B E
EmI have no tiDme for Time MagazCine or Rolling EmStone
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EmI have no wiDsh for wishing weClls or wishingEm bones
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EmI have no hoDuse in the countrCy I have no motoEmr car
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GAnd if you think I'm joDking,
then IC'm just a one-line joker in a publicEm bar
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EmAnd it seems there's no-body lDeft for
tCennis; and I'm a one-bandEm-man
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GAnd I want no Top Twenty fDunerCal or a hundred Emgrand
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EmThere was a Dlittle boy stood on a Emburning log,
G rubbing his hDands wBmith gleB7e
GHe said, ``Oh Mother DEngland,
did you Emlight my smilAe; oAmr did you ligCht this fire under meD? B7
GOne day I'll be a miDnstrel in the gallery Em
GAnd paint you a pictuDre of the queenB7
And iGf sometimes I sDing to a cyEmnical degrAee ---Am
Amit's just theC nonsense that it seeDms.B7''
GSo I drift down throuDgh the Baker Street valEmley,
Gin my steep-sided un-DrealityB7
And when Gall is said and aDll is done I couldn't wish
for a better EmoneA
AmIt's a reaCl-life ripe dead certaintDy B7
N.C
that I'm just a Baker Street Muse