A Em D Henderson Park is still in the dark and I stop to put gas in the car A Em D I stand in line behind a barefoot man who's buying cigarettes and a chocolate bar E F#m D A D D I catch sight of my reflection in the smashproof glass and I thank my lucky stars A Em D I look at this frame that carries my name, the one that carries me around A Em D I look at my hair and I don't care if it's sticking up or lying down E F#m D And the light from the forecourt spills all over the cars, A A and I thank my lucky stars. E F#m D These shoulders and these hands, all the bits that make up a man, E F#m G D they stand in line with all the rest E F#m E F#m All at once I'm glad of their company, glad for all they've done for me... A Em D Henderson Park is still in the dark and I stop to put gas in the car... E F#m D Suddenly the street lights all go out, E F#m D and the dawn comes creeping up the harbour mouth A D A D And I thank my lucky stars x2 (lucky stars, I thank my...) x8 E F#m D Oooooooooooh these shoulders and these hands all the bits that make up a man, E F#m G D they stand in line with all the rest E F#m E F#m And for the first time I'm glad of their company, glad for all they've done for me... A Em D Henderson morning I notice a warning light and I stop to put gas in the car... E F#m D E F#m D Suddenly the street lights all go out,and the dawn comes creeping up the harbour mouth A D A D And I thank my lucky stars x2 A And I thank my lucky stars.