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Capo: 3 Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] G D G D Bm G D G [Verse 1]
GIsn't it rDich? AGre we a paDir? We are here at last on the ground You in mGid-air, where are the clDowns
[Link] G D A [Verse 2]
DIsn't it bliss? Don't you approve? One who keeps tearing arond One who can't mGove, Where are the clDowns? There oGught to be clDowns Just wF#mhen I stopped C#mopening dF#moors, C#mfinally knF#mowing the one that I wanted was yBmours. F#Making my Bmentrance again with my Emusual flF#mair B BSure of Cmy liF#mne, nBmo one is tDhere
[Link] G D A D [Verse 3]
GDon't yDou love your farce? GMy faDult, I fear
I thought that you'd want
what I want, sorry mGy dear! But where are the clDowns DQuick, send in the clowns DDon't bother, they're here DIsn't it rich? Isn't it queer? Losing my timing this late in my cGareer and where are the clDowns? There oGught to be clDowns Well, maybe next year G D