One White Duck Ukulele tab

	    

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There's a haze on the skyline to wish me on my way   
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   And there's a note on the telephone, some roses on a tray   
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And the motorway's stretching,  right out to us all   
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   As I pull on my old wings, One White Duck on your wall   
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Isn't it just to damn real?   
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One White Duck on your wall   
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One duck on your wall  

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I'll catch a ride on your violin, strung up on your bow  
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   And I'll float on your melody, sing your Chorus soft and low   
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There's a picture-view postcard to say that I called  
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   You can see from the fireplace, One White Duck on your wall   
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Isn't it just to damn real?   
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One White Duck on your wall   
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One duck on your wall  
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One duck on your wall  

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Something must be wrong with me and my brain  
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if I'm so patently unrewarding. 
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But my dreams are for dreaming and best left that
 way 
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and my zero to your power of ten equals nothing at all.

 

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There's no double-lock defense; there's no chain on my door.
 
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I'm available for consultation, 
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But remember your way in is also my way out,  
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and
love's four-letter word is no compensation. 
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Well, I'm the Black Ace dog-handler:    I'm a waiter on 
skates 
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so don't you jump to your foreskin conclusions.
 
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Because I'm up to my deaf ears in cold breakfast trays  
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to be cleared before I can dine on your sweet Sunday lunch confusion.