Fsus2(maj7)
verse 1
I was climbing into a barrel
When I remembered Little Nancy's voice say
"promise me you'll take me to the big wheel
On the night of your next payday"
I'll put her on my shoulders
Beat the height restriction
I'll let her do the talking
Bury my poor diction
A box of paints and an easel
A record player and a needle
Little Nancy
Riff then intro.
We parted company amicably
Little Nancy
Wherever you go, I'll follow you
Let not this time be wasted on worrying