Lassie Come Home

C                        Am
Lonely boy gazing on the afternoon
                Em                 
People drifting cross the surface 
               G
of the twilight day
                        C   
There's a Little Yellow Man, 
                 Am
standing by the railway station
                   Em              
Painting portraits on the 
                 G
brickwalls of Billie Holloway
Bb
Lovely Lady S.M.I.L.E.
F                         C      
 Dance, my dear, I'm only 
                   G     D
operating on "Lassie Come Home"
E                            Am
"This was authentic you" she spoke,
                            E      
"this was authentic you who blew me
 Dm
 cold"
Am                       E
  He had no chance to realize,
                                G
It hit her straight between the eyes
             D
So I've been told
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C                                  
In the park, she's giving out some 
Am
photographs
                      Em      
On which she's giving out some 
                           G
photos of what she hands around
                C                  
"They videoed a ghost tonight", she
               Am
 said before I turned it out
                   Em              
"It rode an orange paper-bike, and 
               G
left without a sound."
Bb
Keep on riding, Sir
F                     C
 Open up the door and shout it out:
             G          D
"Lassie Come Home, Come Home!!"
E                            Am
"This was authentic you?" she spoke,
                            E      
"this was authentic you who blew me
 Dm
 cold"
Am                       E
  He had no chance to realize,
                                G
It hit her straight between the eyes
C                        
Lonely Girl dancing in the 
  Am
music-hall
                     Em            
Lightning struck her silver 
                     G
starship and turned it into stone
                             C   
And now it's falling all the time 
                Am
into that void beyond her grey eyes
                Em               
Somewhere a telephone is ringing, 
                 G
but nobody's at home
Bb                       F
"Hello Junkie-Sweetheart, listen now
             C
This is your Captain calling:
                G      D
Your Captain is dead."
Bb                  F
Keep on riding, Sir, open up the 
door
    C                              
And shout it out -- shout it out --
 G               D
 shout it out -- shout it out
Bb                  F C G D
Lassie come home.....