Aqualong (acoustic)

verse 1:  
                        C#         D#        F         D# F D# F F# C#   D# C# F#  E   B  D       
Sitting on a park bench, eyeing little girls with bad intent  
                              C#         D#        F         D# F D# F F# C#   D# C# F#  E   B  D 
Snot is running down his nose, greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes,.........hey Aqualung   
                       C#               D#        F    D# F D# F F# C#   D# C# F#  E   B  D          
Drying in the cold sun, watching as the frilly panties run,..............hey Aqualung  
                         C#         D#        F         D# F D# F F# C#   D# C# F#  E   B  D      
Feeling like a dead duck, spitting out pieces of his broken luck,.........oh Aqualung  


Gm            F                          C 
Sun streaking cold, an old man wondering lonely 
Cm              Gm          F   
Taking time the only way he knows 

Gm          F                          C 
Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog end 
Cm                  Gm                F   
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet 

Gm       F                       C 
Feeling alone, the armies up the road 
Cm              Gm               F   
Salvation a-la-mode and a cup of tea 

Gm          F                              C 
Aqualung my friend, don't you start away uneasy 
Cm                   Gm            F 
You poor old sod you see it's only me 


Faster:  

Gm             F                       Gm    
Do you still remember, Decembers foggy freeze? 
Gm                          F                               Gm  
When the ice that clings on to your beard, was screaming agony 
        Gm                   F                                 C 
And you snatch your rattling last breathes with deep-sea-diver-sounds 
        Cm                   Gm             F    
And the flowers bloomed like madness in the spring 

Gm            F                          C  
Sun streaking cold, an old man wondering lonely 
Cm              Gm          F    
Taking time the only way he knows 

Gm          F                          C 
Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog end 
Cm                  Gm                F   
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet 

Gm       F                       C 
Feeling alone, the armies up the road 
Cm             Gm                F  
Salvation a-la-mode and a cup of tea 

Gm          F                              C 
Aqualung my friend, don't you start away uneasy 
Cm                   Gm            F 
You poor old sod you see it's only me 


Guitar solo 


verse 2:  
                        C#         D#        F         D# F D# F F# C#   D# C# F#  E   B  D       
Sitting on a park bench, eyeing little girls with bad intent  
                              C#         D#        F         D# F D# F F# C#   D# C# F#  E   B  D 
Snot is running down his nose, greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes,.........hey Aqualung   
                       C#               D#        F    D# F D# F F# C#   D# C# F#  E   B  D          
Drying in the cold sun, watching as the frilly panties run,..............hey Aqualung  
                         C#         D#        F         D# F D# F F# C#   D# C# F#  E   B  D      
Feeling like a dead duck, spitting out pieces of his broken luck,.........oh Aqualung  


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