| Am7 | D9 | | She packed my bags last night - pre- | flight |
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| Am7 | D9 | | Zero hour, nine A. | M. |
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| F | C/E | Dm | Dm/C | G/B | | And I'm gonna be | high | as a | kite by | then |
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| Am7 | D9 | | I miss the earth so much, I miss my | wife |
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| Am7 | Dsus4 | | It's lonely out in | space |
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| F | C/E | Dm | Dm/C | G/B | | On such a | time | less | flight | |
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| | | C | F | | | | And I think it's gonna be a long long | time |
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| | | C | | | Till touchdown brings me 'round again to | find |
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| | | F | | | I'm not the man they think I am at | home |
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| | | C/E | D7 | | | Oh no, no, | no, I'm a | rocket man |
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| | | F | C | | | | Rocket man, burnin' out his fuse up | here alone |
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Mars ain't the kinda place to raise your kids |
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In fact it's cold as hell |
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And there's no one there to raise them if you did |
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And all this science, I don't understand |
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It's just my job five days a-week |
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Rocket man - - - rocket man |
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And I think it's gonna be a long long time |
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Till touchdown brings me 'round to find |
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I'm not the man they think I am at home |
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Oh no, no, no, I'm a rocket man |
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| | | F | C | C7 | | | | Rocket man, burnin' out his fuse up | here alone | |
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| F | C | C7 | | And I think it's gonna be a | long long time | |
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| F | C | C7 | | And I think it's gonna be a | long long time | |
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| F | C | | And I think it's gonna be a | long long time |
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