1. SOME KIND OF FOOL Words & Music by IAN TYSON [6 string – tune to pitch] 1. Worn to a frazzle way down in my bones I’ve sung every song about bein’ alone So, honey, please be there when I get home Well, the tourists have all given up for the night Coyotes howlin’ to my left and my right And I must be some kind of fool to leave you alone 2. The wind’s growin’ colder, I’m caught by the throat And my car-top’s flappin’ like a pensioner’s coat Oh and honey, please be there when I get home My friends are on the pogey and I’m on the pills I’m hooked on a white line runnin’ up to the hills And I must be some kind of fool to leave you alone …/…/…/…/… La la (etc.)