Just like (D) birds of a (C) feather
(G) We two have followed the golden (Em) sun
(G) It feels so (D) good, (F) knowing the (C) watchman's (G) gone (C) (G)

If I give you a rose, buddy
Would you please bury it in the field
I seen a rose, watching it all fold out

There's a train down at the station
It's come to carry my bones away
Two engines on, twenty-one coaches long
End to end, twenty-one coaches thin
The watchman's out, kicking the bums about

If I wait for the right moment
You can bet I'll climb aboard unseen
I've done it before, I know I can do it in my sleep

(G) The watchman's (D) out, (F) kicking the (C) bums a(G)bout
The watchman's (D) out, (F) kicking your (C) dreams a(G)bout (C) (G)

As I leave you in the sunset
Got one more nothin' I'd like to say
You don't owe me, a son of the sea am I

This I say to you my brother
If you live to follow the golden sun
You better beware, knowing the watchman's always there

If you find me feeding daisies
Please turn my face up to the sky
And leave me be, watching the moon roll by
Whatever I was, you know it was all because
I been on the town, washing the bullshit down

The watchman's out, kicking your dreams about
It feels so good, knowing the watchman's gone
It's like a song, knowing the watchman's gone