Bow Down

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Mother, Father, I think that I 
       Eb
would rather
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Stay at home with you for another 
Dm Eb
year
       Cm           F           
That building's so tall and it 
Dm               Eb
makes me feel so small
        Cm                  F    
That I might get lost and simply 
Dm     Eb
disappear.

      Cm                     F
Evil smiles won't change my mind,
               Gm
I'm worried an I'm not the worrying 
kind.
           Cm                F
Why's that man rubbung his hands
           Gm                 
Looking at me writing down his 
   F
plans?

 Cm           F      Dm 
Today I have been moulding 
      Eb
plasticine
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       Cm                     F   
And I made a little man who looked
          Dm Eb
 just like me
     Cm            F        
His limbs were so weak and he 
    Dm                        Eb
couldn't move his mouth to speak
             Cm                 F 
And I could bend him into any 
                Dm Eb
shape I wanted him to be.

      Cm                     F
Evil smiles won't change my mind,
               Gm
I'm worried an I'm not the worrying 
kind.
           Cm                F
Why's that man rubbung his hands
           Gm                 
Looking at me writing down his 
   F
plans?

Cm                    F
Those kids with the blazers on,
Gm
They went in with names on their 
elbows.
Cm               F
Came home with medals on.
Gm                                
Spit it out that's the way the 
    F
story goes

Cm         F
A flying start from the briefcase 
crew.

Cm        F     Gm
Oh, you didn't have to teach me like
 you did
Cm      F  Gm
But you did.
Cm      F  Gm
But you did...
Cm      F  Gm
You did.
Cm      F  Gm
You did...