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Mother England Reverie by Jethro Tull

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MOTHER ENGLAND REVERIE by Jethro Tull
From "Minstrel in the Gallery" album

E|-12\2-|F#m           E                  D      E|-12\2-| F#m
          I have no ti---me for Time Magazine or Rolling Stone.

[§]
e|-------------------------------2--|
B|-------------------------------2--|
G|----------2--------------------2--|
D|--4-2-0-4----4-2----2----------4--|
A|------------------4---4-2-0----4--|
E|----------------------------2-----|


F#m           E                 D      E|-12\2-| F#m
 I have no wi---sh for wishing wells or wishing bones.  [§]repeat twice

F#m                     E     D        E|-12\2-| F#m
 I have no house in the country - I have no motorcar. [§]repeat and then

[%]
e|------------0--|
B|------------2--|
G|------------2--|
D|------------2--|
A|----4-------0--|
E|--2----2-4-----|

A                        E                   D                E|-12\2-| F#m
 And if you think I'm joking then I'm just a one-line joker in a public bar.

[§]repeat

F#m                           E        D              E|-12\2-| F#m
 And it seems there's nobody left for tennis and I'm a one band man. [§]and[%]repeat

A           E  F#m A  E           D      E|-12\2-| F#m
 And I want no To---p Twenty funeral or a hundred grand. [§]repeat



F#m           E                    F#m
 There was a little boy stood on a burning log

A            E G#  C#m
 Rubbing his hands with glee.

A                   E                F#m      B7
 He said "Oh Mother England did you light my smile

Bm                A                E
 Or did you light this fire under me?"


One day I'll be a minstrel in the gallery
And paint you a picture of the queen
And if sometimes I sing to a cynical degree
It's just the nonsense that it seems.

So I drift down through the Baker Street valley
In my steep-sided unreality
And when all's said and all's done, I couldn't wish for a better one
It's a real life ripe dead certainty -

That I'm just a Baker Street Muse

e|--2-3-6--|-2--0------|
B|---------|------4-2--|


e|--4-5-9--|-5--3-2-0--|   repeat this
B|---------|-----------|   4 times

Meantime Anderson sings:
Talking to the gutter-stinking, winking in the same old way
I tried to catch my eye but I looked the other way.


Indian restaurants that curry my brain          the basic chord's always F#m
Newspaper warriors changing the names           but I couldn't tell the others
They advertise from the station stand
Circumcised with cold print hands.


     //                   E            D  A   E
 Windy bus stop. Click. Shop-window. He---el.

D    E  F#m       E            D  A   E
 Shady gentleman. Fly-button. Fe---el.

A             E          G         A          E          C#
 In the underpass, a blind man stands with cold flute hands.

D?         A              B            E
 Symphony match-seller, breath out of time -

                      C#     F#m
 You can call me on another line.


         E
 Didn't make her - with my Baker Street Ruse.

e|--2-3-2--|-2--0------|--2-3---2--|
B|---------|------4-2--|-----------|

            E
 Couldn't shake her - with my Baker Street Bruise.

e|--2-3-2--|-2--0------|--2-3---2--|
B|---------|------4-2--|-----------|

          E                                      F#m
 Like to take her - I'm just a Baker Street Muse.

             D       E    F#m
 I'm just a Baker Street Muse.

  D      E       F#m
 Just a Baker Street Muse.

         D       E    F#m
 Just a Baker Street Muse.


Couldn't put down the final guitar. Maybe, one day...

D - E - F# - F#m