C                        Am
Lonely boy gazing on the afternoon
                Em                                G
People drifting cross the surface of the twilight day
                        C                    Am
There's a Little Yellow Man, standing by the railway station
                   Em                               G
Painting portraits on the brickwalls of Billie Holloway
B                     
Lovely Lady S.M.I.L.E.
F                      C                         G       D
Dance,my dear,I'm only operating on "Lassie Come Home"
Asus4                         Am                                 E       Dm
"This was authentic you" she spoke, "this was authentic you who blew me cold"
Am                      E                                    G 
He had no chance to realize, it hit her straight between the eyes
             D
So I've been told
C                                  Am
In the park, she's giving out some photographs 
                      Em                                G
On which she's giving out some photos of what she hands around
                C                                Am                             
"They videoed a ghost tonight",she said before I turned it out
                   Em                            G
"It rode an orange paper-bike,and left without a sound."
B
Keep on riding,Sir
F                    C                         G         D 
Open up the door and shout it out:"Lassie Come Home,Come Home!!!"
Asus4                         Am                                E                 Dm
"This was authentic you?"she spoke,"this was authentic you who blew, who blew me cold"
Am                    E                                     G             
I had no chance to realize, it hit her straight between the eyes
             D
So I've been told
C                           Am
Lonely girl dancing in the music hall
                      Em                                 G
Lightning struck her silver starship and turned it into stone
                             C                    Am                               
And now it's falling all the time into that void beyond her grey eyes
                 Em                               G
Somewhere a telephone is ringing, but nobody's at home
B                       F                         C
"Hello,Junkie-Sweetheart,listen now this is your Captain calling:
                 G     D
Your Captain is dead."
B                   F                    C                             G   D             
Keep on riding,Sir, open up the door and shout it out - shout it out...
B                F                 C G D
Lassie Come Home - Lassie Come Home - Lassie Come Home...