Jethro Tull – One White Duck (Guitar)

Capo 4
Key
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Chords

[Intro] G [Verse 1]
G                                         C     D
There's a haze on the skyline, to wish me on my way.

G                                         C          D
And there's a note on the telephone, some roses on a tray.

D                  C          D     C      D  Em
And the motorway's stretching right out to us all,

D               C          D         C    D       Em
As I pull on my old wings, one white duck on your wall.

Em       Bb            Am
Isn't it just too damn real?

Am                     D      Am
One white duck on your wall

Am                     D      Am
One white duck on your wall
[Verse 2]
G                                        C         D
I'll catch a ride on your violin, strung upon your bow.

G                                               C        D
And I'll float on your melody, sing your chorus soft and low.

D                      C        D  C   D      Em
There's a picture-view postcard to say that I called.

D                    C          D   C     D            Em
You can see from the fireplace, one white duck on your wall.

Em       Bb            Am
Isn't it just too damn real?

Am                     D      Am
One white duck on your wall

Am                     D      Am
One white duck on your wall
(0" = Nothing At All) [Intro] G G/F G G/F G G/F G G/F [Verse 1]
G                     C        G    G G/F G G/F G
So fly away Peter and fly away Paul

G                   C        D
From the finger-tip ledge of contentment.

G                           C                 G G/F G G/F
The long restless rustle of high-heeled boots calls.

Fadd9                                       G G/F G G/F
And I'm probably bound to deceive you after all.
[Verse 2]
G                            C         G    G G/F G G/F G
Something must be wrong with me and my brain

G                   C        D
If I'm so patently unrewarding.

G                                  C              G G/F G G/F
But my dreams are for dreaming and best left that way

Fadd9                                              G G/F G G/F
And my zero to your power of ten equals nothing at all.
[Verse 3]
G                     C        G    G G/F G G/F G
There's no double-lock defense; there's no chain on my door.

G                   C        D
I'm available for consultation,

G                           C           G G/F G G/F
But remember your way in is also my way out,

Fadd9                                         G G/F G G/F
And love's four-letter word is no compensation.
[Verse 4]
G                     C        G    G G/F G G/F G
Well, I'm the Black Ace dog-handler: I'm a waiter on skates

G                         C        D
So don't you jump to your foreskin conclusion.

G                                 C              G G/F G G/F
Because I'm up to my deaf ears in cold breakfast trays

Fadd9                                                                G
To be cleared before I can dine on your sweet Sunday lunch confusion.