^ACaptain Fantastic ^Craised and regimented, hardly a ^Ghero^D. Just ^Gsomeone his ^Cmother might know.^{D Am}Very clearly a ^Gcase for ^Dmcorn flakes and classics^G. ^Am"Two teas both with sugar pl^Cmease". ^GIn the back of an alle^Emy.

^AWhile little Dirt Cowboys, ^Cturned brown in their saddles. Swee^Gt chocolate ^Dbiscuits. A^Gnd red rosy ^Capples in summer^D. For it's ^Amhay make and ^G"Hey ^Dmmom, do the papers say anythi^Gng good. ^CAre there chances in life for ^Cmlittle Dirt Cowboys, ^GShould I make my way out of my ho^A#me ^Cin the wood^Gs?"

^ABrown Dirt Cowboy, ^Cstill green and growing. City slick ^GCaptain.^{D G}Fantastic the feedback, ^CThe honey the hive could be ^Dholding. ^AmFor there's weak winged ^Gyoung sparrows, ^Dmthat starve in the wint^Ger. ^AmBroken young children on the ^Cmwheels of the winners. ^GAnd the sixty-eight summer festival^A# wallflowers^C are thinning^G.

^EmFor cheap easy meals are hardly a home on the range.^{C F C F C F C F Em}Too hot for the band with a desperate desire for change^C. ^{F C F C F C F G}We've thrown in the ^Ctowel too many times.^G Out for the ^Ccount and when we're down,^G Captain Fantas^Ctic and the ^GBrown Dirt Cowboy.^C From the ^A#end of the world^C to your town.^G

^AAnd all this talk of Jesus, ^Ccoming back to see us. ^GCouldn't fool ^Dus. ^GFor we were spinning out our ^Clines walking on the wire^D. ^AmHand in hand went ^Gmusic and the ^Dmrhyme. ^GThe Captain and the ^AmKid stepping in the ring^Cm. ^GFrom here on sonny, sonny so^A#nny, it's a lo^Cng and lonely clim^Gb.