Tom: F

Intro: F F F Bb F F F Bb C C C C
 [Verses]
    F               C               F          Bb        C
    What is it that makes me just a little bit queasy

    Times when the  day is like a   play by    Sartre

    Maybe if        I could do a    play by    playback
 F                        C                  F       Bb        C
    There's a breeze that makes my breathing not so  easy

    When it seems a       book burning's in  perfect order   

    I could change the    test results that  I will  get back 
 Ab                  Db                     Eb
    I've had my      lungs checked out with X rays

    I gave the       doctor my de           scription

    I've watched the summer evenings        pass by
 Ab                  Db           Eb             Fm    Db
    I've smelled the hospital     hallways

    I've tried to    stick to my  presciptions

    I've heard the   rattle in my bronchi    

  [Chorus]
    F       Bb
    Someday I'll have
 F                      C
    a disappearing hair line
    F       Bb
    Someday I'll wear
 F                     C
    pajamas in the day time

  [Extended Chorus (play 2nd and 3d time through)]  
 Bb         F 
    Oh .... oh .... oh
    C     F
    After noons will be
    Bb            Dm
    measured out, measured out, and
    Bb
    measured with
 C        F                Bb
    coffe spoons, and T.S. Eliot