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(intro) Am Dm7 Am G
Am C G Lather was thirty years old today,
Em D C They took away all of his toys.
Am C G His mother sent newspaper clippings to him,
Em D About his old friends who'd
C stopped being boys.
Em D F There was Harwitz E. Green, just
D turned thirty-three,
Am Em D His leather chair waits at the bank.
Em D F And Seargent Dow Jones,
D twenty-seven years old,
Am Em D Commanding his very own tank.
C D Em But Lather still finds it a nice thing to do,
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C D Em To lie about nude in the sand,
C D Drawing pictures of mountains that
Em look like bumps,
D And thrashing the air with his
Am hands.
A G But wait, oh Lather's productive you know,
A G A He produces the finest of sound,
G Putting drumsticks on either side of his nose,
A G A Snorting the best licks in town ..... (Am G D)
E But that's all over... ( Am Dm7 Am G )
Am C G Lather was thirty years old today,
Em D And Lather came foam from his
C tongue.
Am C He looked at me eyes wide and
G plainly said,
Em D C Is it true that I'm no longer young?
Em D F D And the children call him famous,
Am Em D What the old men call insane,
Em D F D And sometimes he's so nameless,
Am Em D That he hardly knows which game to play...
C Which words to say...
C D Em And I should have told him, "No, you're not old."
C D And I should have let him go
Em D Am on...smiling...babywide.
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Composición: Grace Slick

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