Rocket Man

Tom :Em

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She packed my bags last night, pre-flight,  Zero hour, nine a.m.
C		  G    C		D
And I'm gonna be hi-i-igh as a kite by then
Em	     C			     D	 Em	C		D
I miss the earth so much, I miss my wife, it's lonely out in space
C	   G	C	 D
On such a ti-i-imeless flight
G					C
And I think it's gonna be a long, long climb
					 G
Till touchdown brings me round again to find
				    C
I'm not the man they think I am at home
	    G	       D
Oh no, no, no, I'm a Rocket Man
C				   G
Rocket Man, burning out a fuse up here alone

Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids, in fact its cold as hell
And there's no-one there to raise them, if you did
And all this science, I don't understand, its just my job 5 days a week
Rocket ma-a-a-an,  Rocket man

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