Wot s uh the deal — Pink Floyd

Intro: G Gmaj7 G7 G6 G+ G G+ G6 G+ D7 D9

Verse 1:

Heav-en sent the prom---ised land.

Looks all right-from where I stand,

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'cause I'm the man---the out--side look-ing in.

Wait-ing on the first----step,show me where the key is kept.

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Point me down the right line,be-cause it's time---

to let me in--from the cold.--Turn my Lead--in-to gold,--

'cause there's a chill wind blow-in' in--my--soul,

and I think I'm grow-ing cold.

Verse 2:

Fire_bright by can--dle--light_ and her by my side.

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Or if she pre-fres, we need ne--ver stir a--gain.

Some-one sent the prom--ised land.

Oh, I grabbed_it with both hands.

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Now I'm the man on the in-side---look-ing out.

Hear me shout.--Come on in. What's the news?--Where you been?

'Cause there's no--wind left in--my soul,and I've--grown old.

Flash the read-ies. Wot's...uh the deal?

Got to make it to the next meal.

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Try to keep---up with the turn--ing of------the wheel.

Mile after mile,stone af--ter stone,

you turn to speak,--but you're alone.

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Mil-lion miles from home,----you're on----your own.

So let me in---from the cold. Turn my lead--in-to gold,

'cause there's a chill wind blow-in' in my soul,

and I think I'm grow-ing cold.

Outro: D9/G