Originally in E, I play in D capo 1, Manfred Mann in F-ish
Intro
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x 2 |
Vox and guitar only
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Madman drummers bummers and | Indians in the summer with a | teenage diplomat |
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In the | dumps with the mumps as the | adolescent pumps his | way into his h | at |
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With a | boulder on my shoulder, | feelin’ kinda older I | tripped the merry-go- | round |
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With this | very unpleasing, | sneezing and wheezing, the ca | lliope crashed to the groun | d |
If you feel like it...
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The ca | lliope | crashed to the groun | d |
Band enters
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Some | all-hot half-shot was | headin’ for a hot spot | snappin’ his fingers clappin’ his hand | s |
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And some | fleshpot mascot was | tied into a lover’s knot with a | whatnot in her han | d |
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And now | young Scott with a slingshot | finally found a tender spot and | throws his lover in the san | d |
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And some | bloodshot forget-me-not whispers, “ | Daddy’s within earshot, save the | buckshot, turn up the band” |
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And she was | blinded | by the | light |
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Oh, cut | loose like a | deuce another | runner in the night |
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Bli | nded | by the | light |
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She got down but she never got tight, but she’ll | make it al | right |
Hang on the minor chord
G | Bm |
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Some | brimstone baritone | anti-cyclone rolling stone | preacher from the Eas | t |
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He says, “ | Dethrone the dictaphone, | hit it in its funny bone, that’s | where they expect it least | ” |
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And some | new-mown chaperone | standin’ in the corner all alone | watchin’ the young girls danc | e |
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And some | fresh-sown moonstone was | messin’ with his frozen zone to rem | ind him of the feeling of ro | mance |
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And he was | blinded | by the | light |
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Oh, cut | loose like a | deuce another | runner in the night |
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Bli | nded | by the | light |
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He got down but he never got tight, but | he’s gonna make it |
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To | night |
Bridge, quiet again
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Some | silicone sister with her manager’s mister | told me I got what it | takes |
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She said, “I’ll | turn you on sonny, to something strong if you’ll play that | song with the funky | break” |
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And | Go-cart Mozart was checkin’ out the weather chart to | see if it was safe to go out | side |
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And | little Early-Pearly came by in her curly-wurly and | asked me if I needed a | ride |
Loud again
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Oh, some | hazard from Harvard was | skunked on beer playin’ | backyard bombardier |
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Yes and | Scotland Yard was trying hard, they | sent some dude with a calling card who said |
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“Do what you like, but don’t do it here” |
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Well, I | jumped up, turned around, | spit in the air, fell on the ground, | asked him which was the way back | home |
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He said, “Take a | right at the light, keep goin’ | straight until night, and then | , boys, you’re on your own” |
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And now in | Zanzibar a shootin’ star was | ridin’ in a side car | hummin’ a lunar tune |
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Yes, and the | avatar said, "Blow the bar but | first remove the cookie jar |
A | D | |
We’re gonna | teach those boys to laugh too soon" |
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And some | kidnapped handicap was comp | lainin’ that he caught the clap from some | mousetrap he bought last nigh | t |
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Well I un | snapped his skull cap, be | tween his ears I saw a gap and f | igured he’d be all righ | t |
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He was just | blinded | by the | light |
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Cut | loose like a | deuce another | runner in the night |
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Bli | nded | by the | light |
Rubato
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Mama always told me not to look into the sights of the | sun |
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Whoa, but mama that’s where the | fun is, ooh yeah |
Stay rubato for this made-up ending that follows neither MM nor BS
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I was just | blinded | by the | light |
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Cut | loose like a | deuce another | runner in the night |
G | A | D | Bm | |
Bli | nded | by the | light |
A | G |
We got down but we never got tight, we’re gonna m | ake it |
D | |
Through the n | ight |