D D/A D D/A Lonely litlle carpenter,for twisted wool... Bb D Lone...Standing tuft.. Bb D Defy...The foot.. Bm What age are you in carpet years D Is it spring and you're the first to wake Bm Or are you old but still strong enough D To keep what winter wants to take... Bb D Lone...Standing tuft.. Bb D Defy...The foot.. Bm Is it luck that you're still standing D And you've not been flattened too Bm Do you tremble in the litlle wind that D Squeezed out by my shoe Bb D Lone...Standing tuft.. Bb D Defy...The foot.. Bm Has your tuftiness mutated so D Your strands are made of steel Bm Is it sheer determination you'll D never bend beneath the heel Bb D Lone...Standing tuft.. Bb D Defy...The foot..
