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Tin Man

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[D7sus4]    [D7]    [Gmaj7]    [Cmaj7]    [Gmaj7]    [Cmaj7]    
[Gmaj7]Sometimes late when things are [Cmaj7]real      
and people share the [Gmaj7]gift of gab between them[Cmaj7]selves      
[Gmaj7]some are quick, to take the [Cmaj7]bait,      
and catch the perfect [Gmaj7]prize, that waits among the [Cmaj7]shells,      

But [Cmaj7]Oz never did give nothing to the Ti[Bm7]n man    
That he [Cmaj7]didn't, didn't already have[Bm7]    
And [Cmaj7]cause never was the reason for the ev[Bm7]ening    
Or the [Cmaj7]tropic of Sir Galahad [Bm7]    

So [D7sus4]please       [D7], believe[D7sus4] in me       [D7],   
when I [Gmaj7]say I'm spinning round,round,round,round
[Cmaj7]Smoke glass stain'd bright colors,
[Gmaj7]imagine going down, down, down, down,
[Cmaj7]Soapsud green like bubbles
[Gmaj7]Oooh       [Cmaj7]Ooohh,      [Gmaj7]Oooh       [Cmaj7]Ooohh      

Oh [Cmaj7]Oz never did give nothing to the Ti[Bm7]n man    
That he [Cmaj7]didn't, didn't already have[Bm7]    
And [Cmaj7]cause never was the reason for the ev[Bm7]ening    
Or the [Cmaj7]tropic of Sir Galahad [Bm7]    

So [D7sus4]please       [D7], believe[D7sus4] in me       [D7],   
when I [Gmaj7]say I'm spinning round,round,round,round
[Cmaj7]Smoke glass stain'd bright colors,
[Gmaj7]imagine going down, down, down, down,
[Cmaj7]Soapsud green like bubbles
[Gmaj7]Oooh       [Cmaj7]Ooohh,      [Gmaj7]Oooh       [Cmaj7]Ooohh      

No [Cmaj7]Oz never did give nothing to the Ti[Bm7]n man    
That he [Cmaj7]didn't, didn't already have[Bm7]    
And [Cmaj7]cause never was the reason for the ev[Bm7]ening    
Or the [Cmaj7]tropic of Sir Galahad [Bm7]    

So [D7sus4]please       [D7], believe[D7sus4] in me       [D7],   
[Gmaj7]Oooh       [Cmaj7]Ooohh,      [Gmaj7]Oooh       [Cmaj7]Ooohh      


Sometimes late when things are real
and people share the gift of gab between themselves
some are quick, to take the bait,
and catch the perfect prize, that waits among the shells,

But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad

So please, believe in me,
when I say I'm spinning round,round,round,round
Smoke glass stain'd bright colors,
imagine going down, down, down, down,
Soapsud green like bubbles
Oooh Ooohh,Oooh Ooohh

Oh Oz never did give nothing to the Tin man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad

So please, believe in me,
when I say I'm spinning round,round,round,round
Smoke glass stain'd bright colors,
imagine going down, down, down, down,
Soapsud green like bubbles
Oooh Ooohh,Oooh Ooohh

No Oz never did give nothing to the Tin man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And cause never was the reason for the evening
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad

So please, believe in me,
Oooh Ooohh,Oooh Ooohh

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