A, E, D, A, E, E, E, E
Well the
cat is
in am
ongst the
pigeons and the
pigeons are in the pie,
and the
pie is
on the
kitchen
table and
nobody at all is eating,
and the
apple is
in my
eye and my
eye is
somewhere else,
and my
lips are
shaped to
fit a
lie and the
snake is in the grass
and your
heart is on your sleeve, your
heart is on your sleeve
it’s
time for me to leave, your
heart is on your sleeve,
your
heart is on your sleeve, your
heart is on your sleeve,
it’s
time for me to leave, time for me to leave,
time for me to leave
and the
snake he
sees the
apple
and the
snake he knows my eye,
and the
cat he
sees the
pigeons
but he
doesn’t see the pie,
that
nobody at
all is
eating
though the
knives are on the table,
the
cards are
in my
pocket
and your
heart is on your sleeve
your
heart is on your sleeve, your
heart is on your sleeve
its
time for me to leave, your
heart is on your sleeve,
your
heart is on your sleeve, your
heart is on your sleeve,
and it’s
time for me to leave, time for me to le
ave
(softer)
the
mule was
in the
corn in the
hour that I was born,
and the
bull’s been
in the
china
shop
ever since my voice dropped
goo
dby
e~
I’m
leaving here tomorrow,
it’s
easier than
just
waiting a
round to
lie
and your
heart is on your sleeve, your
heart is on your sleeve
your
heart is on your sleeve, your
heart is on your sleeve,
your
heart is on your sleeve, your
heart is on your sleeve,
n baby it’s
time for me to leave, time for me to leave,
time for me to leave
A, E, D, A, E, E, E, E
