Take A Long Line

The Angels

Tom: A
Transcribed by: Russell Edwards [email protected] 
 
(A)This is it folks, over the top 
 
He was selling post cards from a paper stand 
A whiskey bottle in his withered hand 
He put his finger on a photo from an old magazine 
Saw himself in the shadow of a dream 
Running with his head inside a juke-box crown 
 
Found him with his head inside a tin-pot crown 
 
Told him his feet stank and took him downtown 
Called him agitator, spy and thief 
Shut him up solitary third degree 
 
Chorus: 
(A)Take a (D)long (E)line 
(E)Take a (D)long (E)line x 2 
E/D E/C#)With (A)him 
 
He tried to appeal to the king of might 
He said I'm just exercisin' my sacred right 
The king he said you ain't got no rights 
You're a mad, bad traitor get outta my sight 
 
You're a mad man, traitor get outta my sight 
 
Chorus 
Bass rises rather than decending at end: 
E/F# E/Ab)With (A)him 
 
Break: 
(C)x2 G F# (A)(Ab) 
(C)x2 D C# (A)(Ab) 
 
Running with his head inside a juke-box crown 
 
 
Found him with his head inside a tin-pot crown 
 
Told him his feet stank and took him downtown 
Called him agitator, spy and thief 
Shut him up solitary third degree 
 
Well they put him up boy, a world-wide whirlwind 
 
Well they put him aboard a well wound whirlwind 
 
Pulled out his teeth and they told him to grin 
He gave them a smile, pulled out a bottle of wine 
He said I never existed you been wasting your time 
 
Chorus x 2 
 
(A)Take a (D)long (E)line 
(E)Take a (D)long (E)line 
(E)Take a (D)long, long, long (E)line 
With (A)him 
 

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