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One White Duck by Jethro Tull
One White Duck
Tuning:E A D G B E
Capo:4th fret
3/4
[Intro]
Em C2 G
G C D
There's a haze on the skyline to wish me on my way
G C D
And there's a note on the telephone, some roses on a tray
C D Em D Em
And the motorway's stretching, right out to us all
D C D Em D Em
As I pull on my old wings, One White Duck on your wall
Bb Am
Isn't it just to damn real?
Am D Am
One White Duck on your wall
D Am
One duck on your wall
G C D
I'll catch a ride on your violin, strung up on your bow
G C D
And I'll float on your melody, sing your chorus soft and low
C D Em D Em
There's a picture-view postcard to say that I called
D C D Em D Em
You can see from the fireplace, One White Duck on your wall
Bb Am
Isn't it just to damn real?
Am D Am
One White Duck on your wall
D Am
One duck on your wall
D Am Em
One duck on your wall
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version 2
Capo:no capo
[Verse 1]
B E F#
There's a haze on the skyline, to wish me on my way.
B
And there's a note on the telephone
E F#
Some roses on a tray.
E F# B G#m
And the motorway's stretching right out to us all,
E F#
As I pull on my old wings
B F# G#m
One white duck on your wall.
D C#m
Isn't it just too damn real?
F# C#m E
One white duck on your w-a-a-l-l.
[Verse 2]
B
I'll catch a ride on your violin
E F#
Strung upon your bow.
B
And I'll float on your melody
E F#
Sing your chorus soft and low.
E F# B G#m
There's a picture-view postcard to say that I called.
E F# B F# G#m
You can see from the fireplace, one white duck on your wall.
D C#m
Isn't it just too damn real?
F# C#m E
One white duck on your w-a-a-l-l.
F# C#m E
One duck on your w-a-a-l-l.
[Verse 3]
B E B
So fly away Peter and fly away Paul
B E F#
From the finger-tip ledge of contentment.
B E B
The long restless rustle of high-heeled boots calls.
E F# B
And I'm probably bound to deceive you after all.
[Verse 4]
B E B
Something must be wrong with me and my brain
B E F#
If I'm so patently unrewarding.
B E B
But my dreams are for dreaming and best left that way
E F# B
And my zero to your power of ten equals nothing at all.
[Verse 5]
B E B
There's no double-lock defense; there's no chain on my door.
B E F#
I'm available for consultation,
B E B
But remember your way in is also my way out,
B E E B
And love's four-letter word is no compensation.
[Verse 6]
B E B
Well, I'm the Black Ace dog-handler: I'm a waiter on skates
B E F#
So don't you jump to your foreskin conclusion.
B E B
Because I'm up to my deaf ears in cold breakfast trays
E F# B
To be cleared before I can dine on your sweet Sunday lunch confusion.
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version 3
Tuning:E A D G B E
Key:B
Capo:no capo
[Intro]
G/B C G
[Verse 1]
G C D
There's a haze on the skyline, to wish me on my way.
G
And there's a note on the telephone
C D
Some roses on a tray.
D C D Em D
And the motorway's stretching right out to us all,
D C D
As I pull on my old wings
D Em
One white duck on your wall.
Bb Am
Isn't it just too damn real?
Am D Am C G
One white duck on your w-a-a-l-l.
[Verse 2]
G
I'll catch a ride on your violin
C D
Strung up on your bow.
G
And I'll float on your melody
C D
Sing your chorus soft and low.
D C D Em D
There's a picture-view postcard to say that I called.
D C D
You can see from the fireplace,
D Em
one white duck on your wall.
Bb Am
Isn't it just too damn real?
Am D Am C
One white duck on your w-a-a-l-l.
C D Am C G
One duck on your w-a-a-l-l.
[Verse 3]
G F G F G F G
G C G F G F G F G
So fly away Peter and fly away Paul
G C D
From the finger-tip ledge of contentment.
G C G F G F G F G
The long restless rustle of high-heeled boots calls.
F C G F G F G F G
And I'm probably bound to deceive you after all.
[Verse 4]
G C G F G F G F G
Something must be wrong with me and my brain
G C D
If I'm so patiently unrewarding
G C G F G F G F G
But my dreams are for dreaming and best left that way
F C G F G F G F G
And my zero to your power of ten equals nothing at all.
[Verse 5]
G C G F G F G F G
There's no double-lock defense; there's no chain on my door.
G C D
I'm available for consultation,
G C G F G F G F G
But remember your way in is also my way out,
F C G F G F G F G
And love's four-letter word is no compensation.
[Verse 6]
G C G F G F G F G
Well, I'm the Black Ace dog-handler: I'm a waiter on skates
G C D
So don't you jump to your foreskin conclusion.
G C G F G F G F G
Because I'm up to my deaf ears in cold breakfast trays
F C G
To be cleared before I can dine on your sweet Sunday lunch confusion.
[Outro]
F G F G F G
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