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The Kid ukulele

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Intro: F, G, F, G, F, G, Am, F


F       G       Am       F
I'm the kid who ran away with the circus

F       G         F   G
Now I'm wandering elephants

F     G         Am           F
But I sometimes lie awake in the sawdust

F             G      F       G
dreaming high in the suit of light


Am                   F
Late at night in the empty big top on

Am               F                       
I'm alone on the high wire 

Am                D7
look he's working without a net this time

G                 F  G
he's a real death defyer


F       G       Am            F
I'm the kid who always looked out the windows

F       G        F   G
failing tests in geography

F        G           Am                F
But I've seen things far beyond across the school yard

F        G         F      G
distance shorts of exotic lands


Am                 F
There's the spires of the turkish empire

Am               F
six months sweet we made the land fall

Am                  D7
riding low with the spices of India

G                       F  G
Through Japan were rich in all


F       G       Am               F
I'm the kid who who thought we'd someday be lovers

F           G        F        G           
always held out that the time we tell

F        G       Am       F     
time was talking guess, I wasn't listening

F           G      F       G
No surprise if you know me well


Am                        F
as we are walking through toward the train station

Am        F
there's a whispering rainfall

Am                   D7
across the boulevard you slip your hand in mine

G                   F     G
in the distance the train calls


F       G       Am            F
I'm the kid who has the habit of dreaming

F         G       F          G
Sometimes gets me in trouble too

F       G        Am           F
But the truth is I could stop no more from dreaming

F            G         F        G
then I could make them all come true

            
            
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