Wings - London town

^EWalking down the sidewalk one purple afternoon, I was ac^F#m7costed by a barker Playing a simple tune upon his fl^Eute. ^DToot ^Atoot ^Atoot ^Etoot. ^B7Silver rain was falling down Up^Gon the ^Ddirty ^Dground ^Aof ^ELondon town.

^APeople pass me by on my i^Bm7maginary street, ^Amaj7Ordinary people it's im^F#m7possible to meet, ^Bm7Holding conversations that are ^Esus4always incom^Eplete. Well I don't ^Aknow.

^F#mOh, where ^Edimare there ^Eplaces to ^Ago? ^F#mSomeone, ^Edimsomewhere ^Ehas to ^Aknow. ^D/F#I don't ^Gknow. ^E

^AOut of work again,the actor ^Bm7entertains his wife ^Amaj7With the same old stories of his ^F#m7ordinary life. ^Bm7Maybe he exaggerates the ^Esus4trouble and the st^Erife. Well, I don't ^Aknow.

^F#mOh, where ^Edimare there ^Eplaces to ^Ago? ^F#mSomeone, ^Edimsomewhere ^Ehas to ^Aknow.

^ECrawling down the pavement on a Sunday afternoon, I was ar^F#m7rested by a rozzer Wearing a pink balloon about his ^Efoot. ^DToot ^Atoot ^Atoot ^Etoot. ^B7Silver rain was falling down Up^Gon the ^Ddirty ^Dground ^Aof ^ELondon town.

^F#mSomeone, s^Edimomewhere h^Eas to k^Anow. ^ASilver rain was falling down U^Fpon the ^Cdirty ^Cground ^Eof ^DLondon town. ^A