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[Verse 1]
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My daddy had a Pontiac on the beige-er side of yellow
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He was a young man then and I was a little fella
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I'd play in that bench back seat and listen to the songs get sung
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He couldn't carry a tune in a bucket but he'd sing at the top of his lungs

[Chorus 1]
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Carry on my wayward son on a hippie radio
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Songs about the flower babies and the birth of rock and roll
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And I was band and I would stand and we'd bounce down the road
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A  boy and his dad in a Pontiac with that hippie radio

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[Verse 2]
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Can't' remember if it was seventeen, maybe eighteen is right
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But I'll never forget those baby blues and the glow of that dashboard light
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I'd won her heart the week before and it was hot right from the start
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I busted her brother Billy's mouth for makin' fun of my car

[Chorus 2]
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It was White Wedding and Rebel Yell on the hippie radio
      G           Em7                 D
I was Werewolf in London, and she was Lady Marmalade's soul
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And I'd crank the band, take her hand and we'd pull off back a road
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A boy and his girl in a Pontiac, and the hippie radio


Bm                                      A      E
Hey little sister what have you done
Bm                                      A      E
Hey little sister who's the only one
Bm
Hey little sister who's your superman
A
Hey little sister who's the one you want
Bm
Hey little sister shot gun!


[Chorus]
A               E
It's a nice day to start again
Bm      E              D
It's a nice day for a white wedding
Bm      E              D      Bm
It's a nice day to start again.


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  D                     C                   G
I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
D                              C           G
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
D                    C            G
He was looking for a place called Lee Ho Fook's
D                          C         G
Going to get a big dish of beef chow mein

D  C      G
Ah-ooooo, werewolves of London
D  C      G
Ah-ooooo
D  C      G
Ah-ooooo, werewolves of London
D  C      G
Ah-ooooo

[Verse 1]
E                  G
A child arrived just the other day
 A                         E
Came to the world in the usual way
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There were planes to catch, bills to pay
 A                         E
He learned to walk while i was away
D
He was talking 'fore i knew it and when he could, he said
 G                  E
"I'm gonna be like you, dad,
 G                          E
You know i'm gonna be like you"

[Chorus]
E                           G
The cats in the cradle and the silver spoon
 G                     A
Little boy blue and a man on the moon
E                         G
When you comin' home son, I don't know when
D                    E
We'll get together then,
G                                E
You know we'll have a good time then
[Verse 3]
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Four years and seven days from tying cans to the bumper
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I was pacing a maternity floor, my flower baby was a mother
   G                                      Cadd9           G
My hands were shaking as we were leaving, taking our boy home
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My heart was full and in my head I could hear a long, long song

[Chorus 3]
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Cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon on the hippie radio
G      Em7          D
A-B-C, 1-2-3, don't blink or he'll be gone
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And I took her hand and she just smiled with a look that said "I know"
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A boy and his dad and a boy and his girl in a Pontiac
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And the hippie radio