Aqualung taby ukulele według Jethro Tull

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                        Bb
Sitting on a park bench 
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Eyeing little girls with bad intent. 


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                             Bb
Snot is running down his nose 
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Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes. 
Bb   C
hey, Aqualung  
 
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                       Bb
Drying in the cold sun 
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Watching as the frilly panties run. 
Bb  C
hey Aqualung 
 
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                        Bb
Feeling like a dead duck
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Spitting out pieces of his broken luck. 
Bb  C
ooh Aqualung 
 
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 Sun streaking cold, an old man wondering lonely
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Taking time the only way he knows
 
Em           D                          A
 Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog end
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He goes down to the bog and warms his feet
 
Em        D                       A
 Feeling alone, the armies up the road
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Salvation al-a-mode and a cup of tea
 
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 Aqualung my friend, don't you start away uneasy
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You poor old sod you see it's only me
 
Em              D                       Em
 Do you still remember, Decembers foggy freeze?
Em                          D                               Em
When the ice that clings on to your beard, was screaming agony
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And you snatch your rattling last breathes with deep-sea-diver-sounds
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And the flowers bloomed like madness in the spring
 
Em             D                          A
 Sun streaking cold, an old man wondering lonely
Am              Em          D    Dsus2 D
Taking time the only way he knows
 
Em           D                          A
 Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog end
   Am               Em                D   Dsus2 D
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet
 
Em        D                       A
 Feeling alone, the armies up the road
   Am         Em                D  Dsus2 D
Salvation al-a-mode and a cup of tea
 
Em           D                              A
 Aqualung my friend, don't you start away uneasy
    Am               Em            D
You poor old sod you see it's only me
 
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                        Bb
Sitting on a park bench 
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Eyeing little girls with bad intent. 
 
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                             Bb
Snot is running down his nose 
C                       D              Bb C
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes. 
Bb   C
hey, Aqualung  
 
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                       Bb
Drying in the cold sun 
C                      D           Bb C
Watching as the frilly panties run. 
Bb  C
hey Aqualung 
 
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g|--------------| 4x 
 
Bb  C   D
ooh Aqualung