Intro:
Bm ,
G7 Bm (x2), Bm
Verse 1:
Bm
Sane, sane, they're all insane,
Fireman's blind; the conductor is lame.
A Cincinnati jacket and a sad-luck dame,
Hanging out the window with a bottle full of rain.
Chorus 1:
G7 Bm
Clap hands, clap hands.
G7 Bm
Clap hands, clap hands.
Verse 2:
Bm
Said; roar, roar, the thunder and the roar,
Son of a bitch is never coming back here no more.
The moon in the window and a bird on the pole,
We can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal.
Chorus 2:
G7 Bm
Clap hands, clap hands.
G7 Bm
Clap hands, clap hands.
Bridge 1:
G7 Bm
Said; steam , steam; a hundred bad dream ,
G7 Bm
Going up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans.
G7 Bm
A fifty-dollar bill, iside a palladin's hat,
G7
And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at.
Verse 3:
Bm
Roar, roar, the thunder and the roar,
Son of a bitch is never coming back here no more.
The moon in the window and a bird on the pole,
We can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal.
Chorus 3:
G7 Bm
Clap hands, clap hands.
G7 Bm
Clap hands, clap hands.
Interlude:
Bm ,
G7 Bm (x2), Bm
Bridge 2:
G7 Bm
Said; steam , steam; a hundred bad dream ,
G7 Bm
Going up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans.
G7 Bm
A fifty-dollar bill, iside a palladin's hat,
G7
And nobody's sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at.
Verse 4:
Bm
Shine, shine, a Roosevelt dime,
All the way to Baltimore and running out of time.
Salvation Army seemed to wind up in the hole,
They all went to Heaven in a little row boat.
Chorus 4:
G7 Bm
Clap hands, clap hands.
G7 Bm
Clap hands, clap hands.
G7 Bm
Clap hands, clap hands.
G7 Bm
Clap hands, clap hands.
(Repeat to Fade)
Tabbed by Joel from cLuMsY, Bristol, England
Enviado por: Camila 
