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Foolkiller di Gene Pitney

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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 F#m                                      C#maj7  

Once there was a boy who left the bed he slept in.

F#m                                    C#maj7

And he ran away 'cause he felt life was cruel.

            D                         Bm

A killer of fools was walking close behind him.

                        F#m               C#m   F#

The boy was afraid that he'd be thought a fool.

       D               Bm

Oh the foolkiller is a giant they say.

   D                        G           D     D7

He chops down a fool and he goes on his wa-ay-ay.

G              F#m    G          F#m 

Better runaway boy was a runaway boy.

     G    A    F#m

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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