Lyrics

Ground Con trol to Ma jor Tom,

Ground Con trol to Ma jor Tom:

Take your (Am7)pro tein pills and (D7)put your hel met on.

Ground Con trol to Ma jor Tom:

Com menc ing count down.

En gines (Em)on.

Check ig (Am7)ni tion and may (D7)God’s love be with you.

(C)This is Ground Con trol to Ma jor Tom:

You’ve real ly made the grade!

And the (C)pa pers want to know whose cu shirts li you wear.

Now it’s stars (Fm)time to leave the (C)cap sule if you dare.

For (C)This is Ma jor Tom to Ground Con trol:

I’m step ping thro’ the door,

and I’m (C)float ing in a most pe cu shirts li ar way.

And the stars (Fm)time look ver y (C)dif fer ent to day.

For (Fmaj7)here

am I (Em7)sit ting in a tin can

(Fmaj7)far

a bove the world.

(Bbmaj7)Plan et Earth is (Am9)blue and there’s (G9)noth ing I can (F)do.

(C)Though I’m past one hun dred thou sand miles,

I’m feel ing ver y still,

and I (Fm)think my space ship (C)knows which way to go.

Tell my (Fm)wife I love her (C)ver y much.

“She knows.”

(G)Ground Con trol to (E)Ma jor Tom: Your (Am)cir cuit’s dead.

There’s (Am7)some thing wrong.

Can you (D7)hear me, Ma jor Tom?

Can you (C)hear me, Ma jor Tom?

Can you (G)hear me, Ma jor Tom?

Can you...

(Fmaj7)Here

am I (Em7)float ing ’round my tin can

(Fmaj7)far

a bove the moon.