Donald Fagen

I. G. Y

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Subject: music : I.G.Y. (d. fagen)
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Title: I.G.Y. (International Geophysical Year) (Donald Fagen)
||: Fm Dbmaj7 Eb11 :||
Dm Standing tough, Under Bb stars and stripes we can Am tell
The Gm dream is in sight,
Dm You've got to admit it, at this Bb point in time that it's Am clear
The Gm future looks bright
Ab On that train all Dbmaj7 graphite and glitter, Ab Undersea by Dbmaj7 rail
Ab Nintey minutes from Dbmaj7 New York to Paris
Well by Dbdim7 seventy-six we'll be Dbm7 A.O.K.
CHORUS: |: Fm What a beautiful world this will Dbmaj7 be
| Dbmaj7 Eb11
| What a glorious time to be free :|
Dm Get your ticket to that Bb wheel in space while there's Am time
The Gm fix is in
Dm You'll be a witness to that Bb game of chance in the Am sky
You Gm know we've got to win
Ab Here at home we'll Dbmaj7 play in the city, Ab Powered by the Dbmaj7 sun
Ab Perfect weather for a Dbmaj7 streamlined world
There'll be Dbdim7 spandex jackets one for Dm7 everyone
CHORUS
LEAD
Ab On that train all Dbmaj7 graphite and glitter, Ab Undersea by Dbmaj7 rail
Ab Nintey minutes from Dbmaj7 New York to Paris
(More Dbdim7 leisure for artists Dm7 everywhere)
Ab A just machine to Dbmaj7 make big decisions
Ab Programmed by fellows with com Dbmaj7 passion and vision
Ab We'll be clean when their Dbmaj7 work is done
We'll be Dbdim7 eternally free yes and Dm7 eternally young
CHORUS
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