| D | Dmaj7 | D7 | G | F#m | G | A |
| D | Dmaj7 | D7 | G | |
| My head is hanging | heavy with the t | houghts of him in | mind |
| G | F#m | G | A | |
| Tis' | sacrilege for | us to take ad... | vantage of the blind |
| D | Dmaj7 | D7 | G | |
| So tell before you | come to me from | out of yonder | skies |
| G | F#m | G | A | D | |
| A | man's a man who | looks a man | right be | tween the | eyes |
| Dmaj7 | D7 | G | F#m | G | A |
| D | Dmaj7 | D7 | G | |
| And the | pain that we could | bring to him I d | on't think he could b | eat |
| G | F#m | G | A | |
| Please d | on't ask me h | ow I know I've | just been up that | street |
| D | Dmaj7 | D7 | G | |
| And | all the people l | iving there have been si | lenced by their own lie | s |
| G | F#m | G | A | D | |
| A | man's a man who | looks a man | right be | tween the | eyes |
| D | Dmaj7 | D7 | G | F#m | G | A |
| D | Dmaj7 | D7 | G | G | F#m | G | A | |
| Na na na na | na na | na na na na na | na na na na | na na n | a na na na na |
| D | Dmaj7 | D7 | G | G | F#m | G | A | |
| Na na na na | na na | na na na na na | na na na na | na na n | a na na na na |
| D | Dmaj7 | D7 | G | |
| And | talking from ex | perience I | know how he would | feel |
| G | F#m | G | A | |
| Waking up and | finding that his o | ne love wasn't re | al |
| D | Dmaj7 | D7 | G | |
| But the | age of truth will s | oon appear Aq | uarius arri | ves |
| G | F#m | G | A | D | |
| A | man's a man who | looks a man ri | ght betw | een the ey | es |
| D | Dmaj7 | D7 | G | G | F#m | G | A | |
| Na na na na | na na | na na na na na | na na na na | na na n | a na na na na |