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"Tin Man"

(As recorded by America)
DEWEY BUNNELL

Sometimes late, when things are real
And people share the gift of gab
Between themselves
Some are quick, to take the bait
And catch the perfect prize that waits
Among the shelves

But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And Cause never was a reason for the evening
Or the Tropic of Sir Galahad
So please, believe in me, when I say

I'm spinning round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain, bright color
Image going down, down, down, down
Soap suds green like bubbles

Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And Cause never was a reason for the evening
Or the Tropic of Sir Galahad
So please, believe in me, when I say

I'm spinning round, round, round, round
Smoke glass stain, bright color
Image going down, down, down, down
Soap suds green like bubbles

No, Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Man
That he didn't, didn't already have
And Cause never was a reason for the evening
Or the Tropic of Sir Galahad
So please, believe in me, oo.

(c) Copyright 1974 WB Music Corp. All Rights Reserved.

- "America - Holiday" songbook, Warner Brothers Publications, Inc.

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