| A | B | |
| So hesitation | pulled me back |
| A | |
| I'm stronger when I | don't attract |
| B | |
| In your eyes I'm a | lamb without a rack |
| A | |
| And I am getting con | fused |
| B | A | |
| I'm a | cactus trying to be a ca | noe |
| As you pan for ore |
| B | |
| In the desert, | floored |
| I say to you |
| F# | G#m | |
| That I could never imagine a | place so beautiful |
| F# | B | |
| I could never steal your | gold a | way. |
| E | C#m | |
| Yeah yea | h yeah yeah yeah | yeah |
| E | C# | |
| (I try to walk like a big wham bam |
| I came across like a battering ram |
| E | C# | |
| I try to float like a telegram sam |
| I'm trying to divine you |
| F# | |
| My book is called "The Ascent Of | Man" |
| G#m | |
| I marked your chapter with a catama | ran |
| The accent's off |
| F# | B | |
| But I | am what I | am |
| E | C# | |
| Yeah ye | ah yeah yeah yeah | yeah |
| E | C#m | |
| (I try to walk like a big wham bam |
| I came across like a battering ram |
| E | C# | |
| I try to float like a telegram sam |
| I'm trying to divine you.) |
| F# |
| B | A | D | G | F# | E |
| B | F# | |
| I looked for you, it's my last grand | stand |
| G#m | |
| A motorscootered goat legged | pan |
| F# | B | |
| Figure eighting in | quick | sand |
| E | C#m | |
| Yeah | yeah yeah yeah yeah | yeah |
| E | C#m | |
| (I try to walk like a big wham bam |
| I try to float like a telegram sam |
| E | C#m | |
| I came across like a battering ram |
| I'm trying to divine you.) |
| E | C#m | |
| (I try to walk like a big wham bam |
| I try to float like a telegram sam |
| E | C#m | |
| I came across like a battering ram |
| I'm trying to divine you.) |
| A | B | |
| So hesitation pulled me | back |
| A | |
| I'm so in love I | don't attract |
| B | A | |
| And with my | hands tied I won't crack |
| B | |
| ('Cause in my mind I called you back.) |
| A | B |