The Angels (Australia) - Take a long line

^AThis is it folks, over the top A A/G x8

^AHe was selling postcards from a paper stand ^AThe whiskey bottle in his withered hand ^APut his finger on a photo from an old magazine ^ASaw himself in the shadow of his dream ^{D A}They found him with his head inside a tin-pot crown ^ATold him his feet stank and took him downtown ^ACalled him agitator, spy and thief ^AShut him up in solitary third degree

Take a ^Dlong ^Eline Take a ^Dlong ^Eline Take a ^Dlong ^Eline ^EReel him ^Ain

^AHe tried to appeal to the king of might ^ASaid "I'm just exercising my sacred right" ^AThe king he said "You ain't got no rights ^AYou're a madman, a traitor, get outta my sight"

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^AThey found him with his head inside a tin-pot crown ^ATold him his feet stank and took him downtown ^ACalled him agitator, spy and thief ^AShut him up in solitary third degree^{D A}Then they put him aboard a well wound whirlwind ^APulled out his teeth and they told him to grin ^AHe gave them a smile, pulled out a bottle of wine ^AAnd said "I never existed, you've been wasting your time"

Take a ^Dlong ^Eline Take a ^Dlong ^Eline Take a ^Dlong ^Eline ^EReel him ^Ain

Take a ^Dlong ^Eline Take a ^Dlong ^Eline Take a ^Dlong ^Eline ^EReel him ^Ain

Take a ^Dlong ^Eline Take a ^Dlong ^Eline Take a ^Dlong, long long long ^Eline ^EReel him ^Ain