Tom: G
D D/C# D/B D/A G D Em A
[Verse]
D
He walks along
D/C#
singing his fairy song,
D/B
picking up magic that
D
grows at his feet.
D
She says her same
D/C#
her peculiar way,
D/B
dreaming good fortune on
D G
everyone's street.
[Chorus]
C
Say, hey,
F
have you heard
C F
blue whiskey's the rage ?
Am C F C
I'll send you a jug in the mor-ning.
D G D G
It is absurd to live in a cage,
Em F#m A
you know there's got to be something better.
[Verse]
D
As they go by,
D/C#
don't look with eagle's eyes,
D/B
smile on your jailors
D
until they grow weak.
D
Nothing can compare
D/C#
to something that's almost there
D/B
to tear up the madness
D G
that all of us seek.
[Chorus]
C
Say, hey,
F
have you heard
C F
blue whiskey's the rage ?
Am C F C
I'll send you a jug in the mor-ning.
D G D G
It is absurd to live in a cage,
Em F#m A
you know there's got to be something better.
