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Fool Killer

Gene Pitney
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D-DU-UDU
Once  there was a boy who left the bed he slept  in.
And  he ran away 'cause he felt life was  cruel.
 A killer of fools  was walking close behind  him.
 The boy was afraid that he'd  be thought a fool.
 Oh the foolkiller  is a giant  they say.
 He chops  down a fool and he goes  on his wa-ay-ay.
Better  runaway boy  was  a runaway boy.
 Very much like you.
 So he climed the hills and roamed the woods and valleys.
 Just get up and go became his golden rule.
 A killer of fools was walking in the shadows.
 The boy was afraid that he'd be thought a fool.
 Then there came a day a man and woman found him.
 Lovingly they smiled and then they called him son.
 No more did he fear that wicked old fool killer.
 I know that it's true because I was the one
 Oh the foolkiller is a giant they say.
 He chops down a fool and he goes on his wa-ay-ay.
 Well who was the fool tell me the boy in his bed
 Or the boy who used to roam
 Runaway boy listen, runaway boy better go on home.

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Readable chord sheet for Fool Killer by Gene Pitney

[F#m]Once there was a boy who left the bed he [C#maj7]slept in.
[F#m]And he ran away 'cause he felt life was[C#maj7] cruel.
A killer of [D]fools was walking close be[Bm]hind him.
The boy was afraid that [F#m]he'd be thought a [C#m]fool. [F#]

Oh the [D]foolkiller is a [Bm]giant they say.
He [D]chops down a fool and he [G]goes on his [D]wa-ay-[D7]ay.
[G]Better runaway [F#m]boy was[G] a runaway [F#m]boy.
Very [G]much [A]like [F#m]you.

So he climed the hills and roamed the woods and valleys.
Just get up and go became his golden rule.
A killer of fools was walking in the shadows.
The boy was afraid that he'd be thought a fool.

Then there came a day a man and woman found him.
Lovingly they smiled and then they called him son.
No more did he fear that wicked old fool killer.
I know that it's true because I was the one

Oh the foolkiller is a giant they say.
He chops down a fool and he goes on his wa-ay-ay.
Well who was the fool tell me the boy in his bed
Or the boy who used to roam

Runaway boy listen, runaway boy better go on home.

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