Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

(while whistling)

 Part .

Getting hung up all day on smiles

 Walking down Portobello Road for miles

 Greeting strangers in Indian boots

Yellow ties and old brown suits

Growing old is my only dan - ger

 Part .

Cuckoo clocks and plastic socks

 Lampshades of old antique leather

 Nothing looks weird, not even a beard

Or the boots made out of feathers

I keep walking miles

 'til I feel a broom beneath my feet

Or the hawking eyes

 Of an old stuffed bull across the street

 Nothing's the same if you see it again

 It'll be broken down to litter

 Oh and the clothes everyone knows

That that dress will never fit her

 Part .

(whistling...)

  (...whistling...)

(...more whistling)

(all strummed downward quickly)

Repeat parts A and B and then part A again with the last line:

Growing old is my only dan - ger

Outro

while whistling)