Aqualung

Verse on Accoustic: Em D A Sun streaking cold an old man wandring lonely, Am Em D taking time the only way he knows. Em D A Legs hurting bad as he bends to pick a dog end . Am Em D He goes down to the bog and warms his feet. Em D A Feeling alone the army's up the road, Am Em D salvation a la mode and a cup of tea. Em D A Aqualung my friend, don't you start away uneasy. Am Em D You poor old sod see it's only me. (faster and heavier) Em D Em Do you still remember,Decembers foggy freeze D when the ice that clings onto your beard Em was screaming agony? D Em And your ratling last breaths with deepseadiver sounds Am Em D and the flowers bloom like madness in the spring.