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	C	G
with f	reezing rains melting and no	trains running

	F	Em
and s	ad eyes passing in w	indows flimsy and

	Bm	D
my	seat rocking from	legs not quite matching

	C	D
Got	passport, credit cards, a pl	ane that I'm catching

	C	D	Em
Black Su	nday falls one d	ay too soon

	Em	D
The ta	xi that takes me will be	moving too quickly

	C	G
My s	uitcases simply too f	ull for the closing

	F	Em
of pan	ts, shirts and kisses all p	acked in a hurry

	Bm	D
Two be	st-selling paper backs ch	osen at random ---

	C	D
no sig	n of sales-persons to w	hom I might hand them

	C	D	Em
Black Sun	day falls one d	ay too soon

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And down at the airport are probably waiting a few thousand passengers, overbooked seating Time long suspended in transit-lounge traumas --- connections broken and Special Branch waiting conspicuously standing in holiday clothing Black Sunday falls one day too soon Pick up my feet and kick off my lethargy Down to the gate with the old mood upon me Get out and chase the small immortality born in the minute of my next returning Impatient feet tapping and cigarette burning Homecoming one day too soon And back at the house there's a grey sky a-tumbling Milk bottles piling on door steps a-crumbling Curtains all drawn and cold water plumbing Notepaper scribbles I read unbelieving Saying how sorry, how sad was the leaving ...one day too soon

Words and music by IAN ANDERSON

TRANSCRIPTION BY PACO JIMENEZ (SPAIN)

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