Hey,

Mis-

ter

Tam-

bou-

rine

Man,

play

a

song

for

me

I'm

not

slee-

py

and

there

ain't

no

place

I'm

go-

in'

to

Hey,

Mis-

ter

Tam-

bou-

rine

Man,

play

a

song

for

me

In

the

jin-

gle

jan-

gle

mor-

ning,

I'll

come

fol-

lo-

win'

you

Take

me

for

a

trip

u-

pon

Your

ma-

gic

swir-

lin'

ship

All

my

sen-

ses

have

been

stripped

And

my

hands

can't

feel

to

grip

And

my

toes

too

numb

to

step

Wait

o-

nly

for

my

boot

heels

to

be

wan-

de-

rin'

I'm

rea-

dy

to

go

a-

ny-

where,

I'm

rea-

dy

for

to

fade

U-

nto

my

own

pa-

rade

Cast

your

dan-

cing

spell

my

way

I

pro-

mise

to

go

un-

der

it

Hey,

Mis-

ter

Tam-

bou-

rine

Man,

play

a

song

for

me

I'm

not

slee-

py

and

there

ain't

no

place

I'm

go-

in'

to

Hey,

Mis-

ter

Tam-

bou-

rine

Man,

play

a

song

for

me

In

the

jin-

gle

jan-

gle

mor-

ning

I'll

come

fol-

lo-

win'

you