Transcribed by: Russell Edwards roemcs@melb.alexia.net.au
(A)This is it folks, over the top
He was selling post cards from a paper stand
A whiskey bottle in his withered hand
He put his finger on a photo from an old magazine
Saw himself in the shadow of a dream
Running with his head inside a juke-box crown
Found him with his head inside a tin-pot crown
Told him his feet stank and took him downtown
Called him agitator, spy and thief
Shut him up solitary third degree
Chorus:
(A)Take a (D)long (E)line
(E)Take a (D)long (E)line x 2
E/D E/C#)With (A)him
He tried to appeal to the king of might
He said I'm just exercisin' my sacred right
The king he said you ain't got no rights
You're a mad, bad traitor get outta my sight
You're a mad man, traitor get outta my sight
Chorus
Bass rises rather than decending at end:
E/F# E/Ab)With (A)him
Break:
(C)x2 G F# (A)(Ab)
(C)x2 D C# (A)(Ab)
Running with his head inside a juke-box crown
Found him with his head inside a tin-pot crown
Told him his feet stank and took him downtown
Called him agitator, spy and thief
Shut him up solitary third degree
Well they put him up boy, a world-wide whirlwind
Well they put him aboard a well wound whirlwind
Pulled out his teeth and they told him to grin
He gave them a smile, pulled out a bottle of wine
He said I never existed you been wasting your time
Chorus x 2
(A)Take a (D)long (E)line
(E)Take a (D)long (E)line
(E)Take a (D)long, long, long (E)line
With (A)him
Composição de John Brewster/Rick Brewster/Doc Neeson
