Written by John Brewster/Rick Brewster/Doc Neeson
Transcribed by: Russell Edwards [email protected] (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
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