Rocket Man

John Kip

Gm7                                              C7
She packed my bags last night, pre-flight
Gm7                       C7
Zero hour, nine a.m.
Eb                             Bb       Eb                          F
And I'm gonna be hi -i -igh,  as a kite by then
Gm7                                         C7
I miss the earth so much, I miss my wife,
Gm7                     C7
It's lonely out in space
Eb               Bb    Eb                      F
On such a ti-i-imeless flight

Bb                                                                Eb
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
                                                                  Bb
'Till touchdown brings me 'round again to find
                                                               Eb
I'm not the man they think I am at home
                     Bb                         C
Oh no, no, no, I'm a Rocket Man. . . .
Eb                                                                   Bb
Rocket Man, burning out a fuse up here alone

Gm7                                              C7
Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids
Gm7                      C7
In fact its cold as hell
Eb                                Bb           Eb                            F
And there's no-one there to raise them, if you did
Gm7                                          C7
And all this science, I don't understand
Gm7                                   C7
It's just my job 5 days a week
Eb                  Bb     Eb                     F
A Rocket,    ma  -an,     Rocket man

Bb                                                                 Eb
And I thing it's gonna be a long, long time...
Versión 2 - Rocket Man (Letra y acordes)
Intro: G#

G#                             C#
She packed my bags last night, preflight
G#              C#
Zero hour, nine a.m.
                E  D# C# B
And I'm gonna be high
                F#
As a kite by then

G#                             C#
I miss the earth so much I miss my wife
G#              C#
It's lonely out in space
             E  D# C# B
On such a timeless 
 F#
Flight

B                                       E
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
                                        B
'Til touchdown brings me 'round again to find
                                   E
I'm not the man they think I am at home
          D#
Ah, no no no
          C#
I'm a rocket man
 E
Rocket man
Burnin' out this fuse
   B           E B E B E
Up here alone


   And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time...


Mars ain't the kind of place
To raise your kids
In fact, it's cold as hell
And there's no one there to raise them
If you did

And all this science
I don't understand
It's just my job
Five days a week
A rocket man
Rocket Man


   And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time...


   And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time...

E                                 B
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
E                                 B
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
E                                 B
And I think it's gonna be a long, long, time
Versión 3 - Rocket Man (Letra y acordes)
Em                                A7
She packed my bags last night pre-flight
Em              A7
Zero hour, nine a.m.
C                C/B  Am          D
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then

Em                         A7
I miss the earth so much, I miss my wife
Em                    A7
It's so lonely out in space
C         C/B  Am    D
On such a timeless flight

G                                        C
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
                                         G
Til touch down brings me 'round again to find
                                    C
I'm not the man they think I am at home
          G/B         A7
Oh, no no no... I'm a rocket man
C                                  G            C
Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone
                  
G                                        C
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
                                         G
Til touch down brings me 'round again to find
                                    C
I'm not the man they think I am at home
          G/B         A7
Oh, no no no... I'm a rocket man
C                                  G            C
Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone
                                                                            
Em                              A7
Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids
Em                   A7
In fact it's cold as hell
C                  G/B   C              D
And there's no one there to raise them, if you did
Em                           A7
And all this science I don't understand
Em                           A7
It's just my job, five days a week
C        G/B  AM  D
A rocket man, a rocket man

G                                      C
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
G                                      C
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
G                                      C
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
G                                      C
And I think it's gonna be a long, long time