D                 G
I'm a wind-up toy in an up-down world
       A                               
If you leave me all alone, I'll make a
A4
Mess for sure
       D                    G
I've a heart of gold in the smallest size
A                                  A4
Leave me in the dark, you'll never hear me
Cry

D                 G
More than an illustration
A               A4
Points of articulation
D                 G
Come to life on a brass spring
A
Such a wonderful plaything

       D                  G
It's a cruel cross that I have to bear
       A                                
If you come a little close I'm going to
A4
Pull your hair
          D               G
More than just a toy in a patched blue suit
A                               A4
Hold me in your arms I'm just a boy like
You

D                 G
But your momma thought there was something wrong
       A                          A4
Didn't want you sleeping with a boy too long

     D                    G
It's a serious thing in a grown-up world

A                                  A4
Maybe you'd be better with a Barbie girl

D                G
You knew that I adored ya
A             A4
But you left me in Georgia
D                 G
Toys are not sentimental

A
How could I be for rental?
       D                  G
She's the meanest hag that has ever been
A                               A4
Pulled out my insides with an old safety pin
       D                    G
I'm the sorest sight, now I feel like trash

A                                   A4
Clothes made of rags and they don't even match

D                 G
So she dressed me up as the man she loved
 A                            A4
And threw me in a box when she had had enough
D                            G
Now the light of day I no longer see
A                             A4
She stuck her voodoo pins where my eyes used to be
D                G
Accidentally tragic
A             A4
Victim of her black magic

D                 G
I had a boy once who loved me
 A
Now he's so afraid of me

D                 G
On a long lost day, when you're grey and old
       A                          A4
You'll be there remembering your old toy boy
     D                 G
When your only son's wondering what to be
A                          A4
Tell him the story of a boy like me