Special chords for this one:

             eadgbe
          x0777x
         
A (in verse) x


0765x

[Intro]

           

           

[Verse]

     
Walkin' in   t

      
he park just t

      
he oth-er   da

    
y, Bab-y, 
          
    What do yo

        
u,      what d

             
o you think I 

          
saw? 
       
Crowds of  peo

     
-ple sittin'  

     
on the grass w

      
ith flo-wers i

      
n their hair s

aid, 
           
    "Hey, Boy,

             
 do you wanna 

         
score?" 
             
And you know h

      
ow it is;
             
  I really don

            
't know what t

          
ime it was,   

       
woh, oh, 
              
So I asked the

             
m if I could s

         
tay awhile. 

[Bridge]

                

[Verse]

    
I didn't   not

/     
ice but  it ha

      
d got  very da

     
rk and  I was 

 
really, 
            
Really out of 

             
my mind. 
      
Just then a po

      
liceman steppe

      
d up to  me   

       
asked us   sai


d, 
          
"Please, hey, 

        
would we care 

             
to all get in 

       
line, 
            
Get in line." 

    
             
Well you know,

              
 They asked us

             
 to stay for t

            
ea and have so

      
me fun, 
            
Oh, oh, he sai

             
d that his fri

              
ends would all

      
 drop by

[Bridge]

        
ooh. 

     

[Verse]

      
Why don't you 

      
 take a   good

      
 look at  your

      
self and descr

      
ibe what you  


see, 
           
  And Baby, Ba

          
by, Baby, do y

            
ou like it? 
      
There you sit,

      
 sittin' spare

         
 like a book o

     
n   a shelf ru

    
stin' 
         
Ah,    not try

             
ing to fight i

     
t. 
             
  You really d

             
on't care if t

           
hey're coming,

   
     oh, oh,
             
  I know that 

             
it's all a sta

      
te of mind

[Solo]

        
ooh. 

      

           

                           

           

[Verse]

     
If you go   do

      
wn in  the  st

       
reets today,  

     
 Baby, you  be

   
tter, 
           
You better ope

                 
n your eyes. 
      
Folk down ther

          
e really don't

         
 care, really 

      
don't care, do

       
n't care, real

      
ly don't 
       
  Which, which

            
 way the press

             
ure lies, 
            
So I've decide

           
d what I'm gon

na do now. 
             
  So I'm packi

             
ng my bags for

             
 the Misty Mou

    
ntains 
             
Where the spir

     
its go now,
            
  Over the hil

              
ls where the s

       
pirits fly, 

[Outro]

         
     
ooh. 
     
ooh. 
     
ooh. 
     
ooh. 
     
ooh. 
     
ooh. 
             
I really don't

            
 know.
             
I really don't

            
 know. (fade)