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fender stratocaster 1961 iz
fender stratocaster - 1961 dr-

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II ain`t no doctor, I ain`t no doctor`s son,
But I`ll fill your prescription,
Till the real doctor comes,
Till the real doctor comes.

I ain`t no sailor, ain`t no sailor`s son,
But I`ll be your navigator,
Till the marines hit town, 
Till the marines hit town.
 
I`m a handyman, an all around man,
I`m a handyman, all around man,
And when your husband comes,
That`s when the handyman`s gonna scram.
 
I ain`t the DA, ain`t the DA`s son,
But I`ll talk to the jury,
And I`ll see justice done. 
 
Handyman, I`m a handyman,
An all around man, all around man.

I ain`t no astronaut, 
From Cape Kennedy I don`t come.
Just step inside my rocket ship,
I`ll take you circling round the sun.

We`ll head off for Pluto, Venus and Mars,
Step inside, baby, I`ll take you very far.
 
I`m a handyman, an all around man,
An all around man, an all around man,
And when your husband comes,
That`s when the handyman is gonna scram

This hotel bar is full of people,
The piano man is really laying it down,
The old bartender is as high as a steeple, 
So why tonight should I wear a frown? 

The joint is jumpin' all around me,
And my mood is really not in style,
Right now the blues flock to surround me,
But I'll break out after a while.

Yes I'm a million miles away,
I'm a million miles away,
I'm sailing like a driftwood,
On a windy bay,
On a windy bay.

I'm a million miles away,
I'm a million miles away,
But I'm sailing like a driftwood,
On a windy bay,
On a windy bay.

Why ask how I feel,
Well, how does it look to you?
I fell hook, line and sinker, 
Lost my captain and my crew.

I'm standing on the landing, 
There's no one there but me,
That's where you'll find me,
Looking out on the deep blue sea.

There's a song on the lips of everybody, 
There's a smile all around the room,
There's conversation overflowing, 
But I sit here with the blues.

This hotel bar has lost all its people, 
The piano man has caught the last bus home,
The old bartender just collapsed in the corner, 
Why I'm still here, I just don't know,
I don't know.

I'm a million miles away,
A million miles away,
I'm sailing like a driftwood on a windy bay,
On a windy bay.

I'm a million miles away,
A million miles away,
I'm sailing like a driftwood on a windy bay,
Send me away...

ALL AROUND MAN

A MILLION MILES AWAY

Ain't Too Good

Well, it ain't too good,
The way you treat your man,
It's less than good,
It sure ain't kind,
It's your mistake,
You'll see in time,
When I'm gone, when I'm gone.

 

Well, it's been so long,
Since I felt that glow,
The flame was bright,
But it's burning low,
I should be gone,
But I'm slow to go,
Serves me right, serves me.....

It doesn't seem clear,
What happens from here and now,
You've called the tune, but maybe soon,
Someone must pay for the piper.

Well, it ain't too late,
To change your mind,
For it's time you knew,
Just where I stand,
Well, let me know,
'Cause I got plans,
From now on, from now on, from now on.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah,
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah,
As the crow flies baby,
Well, I ain't so far from you,
As the crow flies baby.
Well,  I ain't so far from you,
But since I don't have wings,
I can't get home as fast as I want to.

Um um um hoo,

As the crow flies baby,
Well, I ain't so far from you,
As the crow flies baby.
Well,  I ain't so far from you,
But since I don't have wings,
I can't get home as fast as I want to.

In a dream last night,
Where I heard you call my name,
In a dream last night,
Where I heard you call my name,
Well, I took it as an omen,
And I jumped on the very first freight train.

Yeah..... as the crow flies.

ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Well, you don't know baby,
How I miss your sweet caress,
Well, you don't know baby,
How I miss your sweet caress,
When I'm in your lovin' arms,
I swear I'm at my very best.

As the crow flies baby,
That's how I'm on my way,
As the crow flies baby,
I'm on my way.

ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

If I don't stop runnin',
I can get home for the break of day,
Get home for the break of day,
Get home for the break of day,
Get home for the break of day,
Get home for the break of day,
Get home for the break of day,
Get home for the break of day,
Get home for the break of day.

AS THE CROW FLIES

AT THE BOTTOM

Takes a fool to know how I feel,
Feel like a fish running out a spinning reel,
Bite on a hook and you'll know just what I mean,
That`s what it`s like at the bottom,
That`s what it`s like at the bottom.
 
It took time to come and make you see,
Life ain`t what it appears to be,
It`s the luck of the draw and the old spinning wheel,
Like a message in a bottle,
Like a message in a bottle.
 
Watching the sky, with tears in my eyes,
I feel lonely,
Time`s flying by, but I start to smile,
It`s not easy.
 
Gaze at the sky, with tears in my eyes,
I feel lonely,
Time`s flying by, I start to smile,
It`s not easy.

Takes a fall to land you on your knees,
Kick that ball if it lands right at your feet,
Watch it fly, high above the trees,
Till it lands in tomorrow,
Till it lands in tomorrow,

Till it lands in tomorrow.

AT THE DEPOT

Well, I'm hanging round the depot boys,
Trying to get a job,
I`m so sick and tired of being laid off.

 

No silver lining, no rainbow's end,
Bills in my mail-box, that's all they ever send,
All they ever send.
   
Well, I'm hanging round the corner, boys,
Holding up the well,
Feeling kinda sloppy, waiting for a call.

Running out of patience, running out of cool,
Don't turn on the radio, I don't want to hear the news,
Don't want to hear the news.
Yeah...

Well, you sure look good, 
Baby, sure look neat,
Sure make sense from your head to your feet.

You don't want to know me now,
But you're gonna change your mind,
I'm going to Fat City, gonna do things in style.
   
Well, you sure look good, 
Baby, sure look neat,
Making all the ice melt when you walk down the street.

You don't want to know me now,
But you`re gonna change your mind,
I'm going to Fat City, gonna do things in style.
Yeahhh...

Well, my motor won't run men,
I'm sure it's on the blink,
Ain't had no gasoline since God knows when.

I'm waiting for that woman, ain't she ever gonna show?
Don't keep me waiting, I got some place else to go,
Some place else to go.
   
Well, I'm hanging round the depot, boys,
Can't get a job,
I'm so sick and tired of being laid off.

No silver lining, no rainbow's end,
Blues in my mail-box. that's all they ever send,
All they ever send,
All they ever send.
Yeahhhhh....