Intro Dm C/D x 4 Em/A A6 Em9/A A

Dm Like father like C/D son, not Dm flesh nor fish nor bone
A C/D red rag hangs from an open mouth
A-Dm live at both ends but a little C/D dead in the middle,
A-Dm tumbling and a-bumbling he C/D will go

Em/A All the King’s horses and A6 all the King’s men
Could Em9/A never put a smile on that A face

He’s a Dm sly one, he’s a shy one, wouldn’t C/D you be too
Dm scared to be left all on his C/D own.
Dm Hasn’t a, hasn’t a friend to C/D play with, the Ugly Duckling
The Dm pressure on, the bubble will burst be-C/D fore our eyes.

Em/A All the while in A6 perfect time
His tears are Em9/A falling on the ground
But if you A don’t stand up you don’t stand a chance.

Instr D E/D C/D D G/D – D A/D G/D x 2 Gm/D

C/D Go a little Dm faster now
You Bb/D might get there in C/D time Gm/D Dm

F Mirror Am7 mirror on the Dm wall,
His Cm7 heart was broken long before he Bb ever came to F you
Stop your Am7 tears from Dm falling,
The Cm7 trail they leave is very clear for Bb all to see at F night
all to Am7 see at…

Instr D E/D C/D D G/D – D A/D G/D x 2
             night.

Dm In season, out of C/D season
What’s the Dm difference when you don’t know the C/D reason
In Dm one hand bread, the other a C/D stone
Dm The hunter enters the C/D forest

Em/A All are not huntsmen who A6 blow the huntsman’s horn
By the look of Em9/A this one you’ve got not much to A fear

Dm Here I am, I’m very fierce and C/D frightening
Dm Come to match my skill to C/D yours.
Now Dm listen here, listen to me, don’t you C/D run away now
I Dm am a friend, I’d really like to C/D play with you.

Making Em/A noises my little furry A6 friend would make
I’ll Em9/A trick him, then I’ll kick him into my A sack
You better watch out, you better watch…

Instr D E/D C/D D G/D – D A/D G/D x 2 Gm/D
             out

C/D I’ve got you, I’ve Dm got you
you’ll Bb/D never get a-C/D way. |Gm/D | Dm

F Walking Am7 home that Dm night
The Cm7 sack across my back, the sound of Bb sobbing on my
F shoulder… When Am7 suddenly it Dm stopped,
I opened Cm7 up the sack, all that I had, a Bb pool of bubbles
and F tears, just a Am7 pool of…

Instr D E/D C/D D G/D – D A/D G/D x 2 A/D
             tears

B7 All in all you are a F#m very dying race
A Placing trust upon a E cruel world.
You never had the B7 things you thought you should have had
And F#m you’ll not get them now,
And all the A while in perfect time
Your tears are E falling on the B ground E