Исполнитель: | Squeeze (English) |
Пользователь: | Jonathan Fox |
Длительность: | 130 секунд |
Начальная пауза: | 12 секунд |
Названия аккордов: | Не установлено |
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Комментарии к подбору: | Нет |
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E A
I never thought it would happen
E
With me and the girl from Clapham
C#m
Out on the windy common
E
That night I ain't forgotten
A
Where she dealt out the rations
E
With some or other passions
C#m
I said you are a lady
E
Perhaps she said I may be
E A
We moved into a basement
E
With talks of our engagement
C#m
We stayed in by the telly
E
Although the room was smelly
A
We spent our time just kissin'
E
The Railway Arms we're missin'
C#m
But love had got us hooked up
E
And all the time it took off
E A
I got a job with Stanley
E
He said I'd come in handy
C#m
And he started me on Monday
E
So I had a bath on Sunday
A
I worked eleven hours
E
And bought the girl some flowers
C#m
She said she'd seen a doctor
E
And nothing now could stop her
C#m G#m
I worked all through the winter
F#m
The weather brass and bitter
Bm
I put away a tenner
Dm
Each week to make her better
Am
And when the time was ready
Gm
We had to sell the telly
F
Late evenings by the fire
A
And little kicks inside her
D G
This morning at four fifty
D
I took her rather nifty
Bm
Down to an incubator
D
Where thirty minutes later
G
She gave birth to a daughter
D
Within a year a walker
Bm
She looked just like her mother
D D A E
If there could be another
E A
And now she's two years older
E
Her mother's with a soldier
C#m
She left me with my drinkin'
E
Became a proper stingin'
A
The devil came and took me
E
From bar to street to bookie
C#m
No more nights by the telly
E
No more nights nappies smelling
E A
Alone here in the kitchen
E
I feel there's somethin' missin'
C#m
I beg for some forgiveness
E
But beggin's not my business
A
And she won't write a letter
E
Although I always tell her
C#m
And so it's my assumption
E
I'm really up the junction
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