Old boots are always too big to fill, and you can't keep up with young feet.
We're all tapping on windowsills, only the moths recognise the beat.
Oh Tin Man who's no good to hug,
Hard skin man who's cold and covered in rust,
I watched you walk deep beneath the trees,
I understand but I'll always save your old seat right next to me.
We've all got to climb our own tees, but I once saw a man cut his own down.
At first I didn't, but now I see, that in the end all you do anyway is stare at the ground.
Oh Tin Man who's no good to hug,
Hard skin man who's cold and covered in rust,
I watched you walk deep beneath the trees,
I understand but I'll always save your old seat right next to me.
Oh Tin Man I went looking for you, I went down by the creek, tried to put my hands together for you, but they just won't meet.
You've got to stop the rust, so you drink your oil, but believe me my old friend it's the very thing that will put you in the soil.
Tin Man who's no good to hug,
Hard skin man who's cold and covered in rust,
I watched you walk deep beneath the trees,
I understand but I'll always save your old seat right next to me.
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Old boots are always too big to fill, and you can't keep up with young feet.
We're all tapping on windowsills, only the moths recognise the beat.
Oh Tin Man who's no good to hug,
Hard skin man who's cold and covered in rust,
I watched you walk deep beneath the trees,
I understand but I'll always save your old seat right next to me.
We've all got to climb our own tees, but I once saw a man cut his own down.
At first I didn't, but now I see, that in the end all you do anyway is stare at the ground.
Oh Tin Man who's no good to hug,
Hard skin man who's cold and covered in rust,
I watched you walk deep beneath the trees,
I understand but I'll always save your old seat right next to me.
Oh Tin Man I went looking for you, I went down by the creek, tried to put my hands together for you, but they just won't meet.
You've got to stop the rust, so you drink your oil, but believe me my old friend it's the very thing that will put you in the soil.
Tin Man who's no good to hug,
Hard skin man who's cold and covered in rust,
I watched you walk deep beneath the trees,
I understand but I'll always save your old seat right next to me.
We're all tapping on windowsills, only the moths recognise the beat.
Oh Tin Man who's no good to hug,
Hard skin man who's cold and covered in rust,
I watched you walk deep beneath the trees,
I understand but I'll always save your old seat right next to me.
We've all got to climb our own tees, but I once saw a man cut his own down.
At first I didn't, but now I see, that in the end all you do anyway is stare at the ground.
Oh Tin Man who's no good to hug,
Hard skin man who's cold and covered in rust,
I watched you walk deep beneath the trees,
I understand but I'll always save your old seat right next to me.
Oh Tin Man I went looking for you, I went down by the creek, tried to put my hands together for you, but they just won't meet.
You've got to stop the rust, so you drink your oil, but believe me my old friend it's the very thing that will put you in the soil.
Tin Man who's no good to hug,
Hard skin man who's cold and covered in rust,
I watched you walk deep beneath the trees,
I understand but I'll always save your old seat right next to me.
Writer: Felix Lindsell-Hales
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network, Spinnup
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network, Spinnup