Mott the Hoople - Waterlow

I ^Dmfollowed the ^Bbnight till the ^Fmorning sun^Clight And I ^Gthought of the ^Bbchanging ^Ftimes And I ^Dmfollowed the ^Bbchild with the ^Fevergreen ^Csmile And the ^Gblue broken ^Bbtears start to ^Fcry

^BbBlue broken ^Amtears ^Ghide away the ^Fyears ^DmMisty high^Gway seems ^Ccolder to^Dmday^Dm

And I ^Dmsaw a Water^Bblow where the ^Fevergreen ^Cgrows And the ^Gwise man ^Bbknows why he ^Fcrys And I ^Dmheard a ^Bbchild call me a^Fway from this ^Call And the ^Gblue broken^Bb tears start to^F rise

^BbBlue broken ^Amtears ^Gain't nobody ^Fhere ^DmLost in the ^Gsun my ^Conly young ^Dmone^{Dm Bb}Blue broken ^Amtears our ^Glove disap^Fpears The ^Dmevergreen ^Gdies ^Cdrowned in my ^Dmeyes