Aqualung Tabulatur von Jethro Tull

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                        G
Sitting on a park bench 
A                        B          G A
Eyeing little girls with bad intent. 


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                             G
Snot is running down his nose 
A                       B              G A
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes. 
G   A
hey, Aqualung  
 
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                       G
Drying in the cold sun 
A                      B           G A
Watching as the frilly panties run. 
G  A
hey Aqualung 
 
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                        G
Feeling like a dead duck
A                          B           G A
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck. 
G  A
ooh Aqualung 
 
C#m             B                          F#
 Sun streaking cold, an old man wondering lonely
F#m              C#m          B    Bsus2 B
Taking time the only way he knows
 
C#m           B                          F#
 Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog end
   F#m               C#m                B   Bsus2 B
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet
 
C#m        B                       F#
 Feeling alone, the armies up the road
   F#m          C#m                B  Bsus2 B
Salvation al-a-mode and a cup of tea
 
C#m           B                              F#
 Aqualung my friend, don't you start away uneasy
    F#m               C#m            B  Bsus2 B
You poor old sod you see it's only me
 
C#m              B                       C#m
 Do you still remember, Decembers foggy freeze?
C#m                          B                               C#m
When the ice that clings on to your beard, was screaming agony
        C#m                   B                                 F#
And you snatch your rattling last breathes with deep-sea-diver-sounds
        F#m                   C#m             B     Bsus2 B
And the flowers bloomed like madness in the spring
 
C#m             B                          F#
 Sun streaking cold, an old man wondering lonely
F#m              C#m          B    Bsus2 B
Taking time the only way he knows
 
C#m           B                          F#
 Leg hurting bad, as he bends to pick a dog end
   F#m               C#m                B   Bsus2 B
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet
 
C#m        B                       F#
 Feeling alone, the armies up the road
   F#m         C#m                B  Bsus2 B
Salvation al-a-mode and a cup of tea
 
C#m           B                              F#
 Aqualung my friend, don't you start away uneasy
    F#m               C#m            B
You poor old sod you see it's only me
 
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                        G
Sitting on a park bench 
A                        B          G A
Eyeing little girls with bad intent. 
 
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                             G
Snot is running down his nose 
A                       B              G A
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes. 
G   A
hey, Aqualung  
 
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                       G
Drying in the cold sun 
A                      B           G A
Watching as the frilly panties run. 
G  A
hey Aqualung 
 
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g|--------------| 4x 
 
G  A   B
ooh Aqualung