Tipo de gaita: Qualquer tipo
Tom: qualquer

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When are you gon-na come down

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When are you going to land

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 I should have stayed on the farm

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should have list-ened to my old man

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You know you can't hold me for-ev-er

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 I did-n't sign up with you

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I'm not a pres-ent for your friends to o-pen

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This boy's too young to be sing-ing the blues -  -

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ah  - -  - -

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ah -  - -  -

chorus-

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So good-bye yel-low brick road

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Where the dogs of so-ci-et-y howl

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You can't plant me in your pent-house

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I'm go-ing back to my plough

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Back to the howl-ing old owl in the woods

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Hunt-ing the horn-y back toad

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Oh I've fin-'ly de-cid-ed my fu-ture lies

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Be-yond the yel-low brick road-

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ah  - -  - -

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ah -  - -  -

verse 2.
What do you think you'll do then
I bet that'll shoot down your plane
It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics
To set you on your feet again
Maybe you'll get a replacement
There's plenty like me to be found
Mongrels who ain't got a penny
Sniffing for tidbits like you on the ground