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A
This is it folks, over the top
A A/G x8
Verse 1:
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He was selling postcards from a paper stand
A
The whiskey bottle in his withered hand
A
Put his finger on a photo from an old magazine
A D
Saw himself in the shadow of his dream
A
They found him with his head inside a tin-pot crown
A
Told him his feet stank and took him downtown
A
Called him agitator, spy and thief
A
Shut him up in solitary third degree
Chorus:
D E
Take a long line
D E
Take a long line
D E
Take a long line
E A
Reel him in
A A/G x2
Verse 2:
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He tried to appeal to the king of might
A
Said "I'm just exercising my sacred right"
A
The king he said "You ain't got no rights
A
You're a madman, a traitor, get outta my sight"
Chorus:
D E
Take a long line
D E
Take a long line
D E
Take a long line
E A
Reel him in
Guitar Solo in C 12th fret:
C Cm G Bm E C Cm G Bm E
A A/G x2
Verse 3:
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They found him with his head inside a tin-pot crown
A
Told him his feet stank and took him downtown
A
Called him agitator, spy and thief
A D
Shut him up in solitary third degree
A
Then they put him aboard a well wound whirlwind
A
Pulled out his teeth and they told him to grin
A
He gave them a smile, pulled out a bottle of wine
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And said "I never existed, you've been wasting your time"
Chorus:
D E
Take a long line
D E
Take a long line
D E
Take a long line
E A
Reel him in
D E
Take a long line
D E
Take a long line
D E
Take a long line
E A
Reel him in
D E
Take a long line
D E
Take a long line
D E
Take a long, long long long line
E A
Reel him in
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