C#A#m
Lonely boy gazing on the afternoon
FmG#
People drifting cross the surface of the twilight day
C#A#m
Thereʼs a Little Yellow Man, standing by the railway station
FmG#
Painting portraits on the brickwalls of Billie Holloway
C
Lovely Lady S.M.I.L.E.
F#C#G#D#
Dance, my dear, Iʼm only operating on "Lassie Come Home"
A#sus4A#mF7D#m
"This was authentic you" she spoke, "this was authentic you
who blew me cold"
A#mF7G#
He had no chance to realize, it hit her straight
between the eyes
D#
So Iʼve been told
C#A#m
In the park, sheʼs giving out some photographs
FmG#
On which sheʼs giving out some photos of what she hands around
C#A#m
"They videoed a ghost tonight", she said before I turned it out
FmG#
"It rode an orange paper-bike, and left without a sound."
C
Keep on riding, Sir
F#C#G#D#
Open up the door and shout it out: "Lassie Come Home, Come Home!!!"
A#sus4A#mF7D#m
"This was authentic you?" she spoke, "this was authentic you
who blew, who blew me cold"
A#mF7G#
I had no chance to realize, it hit her straight between the eyes
D#
So Iʼve been told
C#A#m
Lonely girl dancing in the music hall
FmG#
Lightning struck her silver starship and turned it into stone
C#A#m
And now itʼs falling all the time into that void
beyond her grey eyes
FmG#
Somewhere a telephone is ringing, but nobodyʼs at home
CF#C#
"Hello, Junkie-Sweetheart, listen now this is
your Captain calling:
G#D#
Your Captain is dead."
CF#C#G#D#
Keep on riding, Sir, open up the door and shout it out -
shout it out...
CF#C#G#D#
Lassie Come Home - Lassie Come Home - Lassie Come Home...