Here's one version.


THE GNOME

C                   Am          D7          G
I'm sitting in the garden in my little Noddy suit

       C             Am             D7               G
With a sparrow on me fishing rod and frog spawn in my boot

       F                                 C            Am
Oh it's tiddling down with rain, I've got water on the brain,

         D7                               G    G7
But I'll sit here by the pond like King Canute.



C                        Am               D7                \G
The kids have knocked my nose off, and my boots are getting thin,

C                         Am                D7          G
And the way that they all treat me here, it really is a sin.

             F                      C                  Am
And there's a pigeon I can see, he's aiming straight for me,

       D7                   G             C    C7      
And the gardener strikes his matches on my shin.


      F                      G
Well, long ago I used to be a king upon a throne.

   F                         C
I met a wicked fairy and she turned me into stone.

    F                               C          Am       D7
And that is why I'm sitting in this garden all alone.

D7                        G       G7
It's not much fun being a gnome.

[And so on, and so forth.....]