Bm Bm A Bm
Bm A Bm
I gave my nights up for old songs, sound better alive
A Bm
I gave my life over to old songs, sound better alive
A Bm
I dredged the mouth of the Humber, felt better alive
A Bm
Slipped unnoticed across your border, felt better alive...
Bm A
The song it skips and bumps along
G F# Bm A G F# Bm A Bm
Seems to fall apart, then all I want as it comes together, sing the melody...
A Bm
I tip-toed around gravestones digging up old songs,felt better oh my
A Bm
I tip-toed around gravestones digging up old songs, was a hell of a night...
Bm A
The song it skips and bumps along
G F# Bm A G F# Bm A Bm
Seemed to fall apart, then all at once it came together in sacred melody...
D A
And I'd always planned
Bm G Gm
To sing in a sweet and soulful way as only cowboys can
F#m Bm
But my saddle strap snapped like a dog-chewed tourniquet
E
And the sky fell low over north London
A Bb Bm
And it hangs low until this day
A Bm
I dreamt of gunfights in Toledo, when I opened my eyes
A Bm
I was in the layby north of Telford, an A-road layby
Bm A G F#
And as the tour had gunked and jumped along, seemed to fall apart then all at once
Bm A G F# Bm A Bm
Ran true as a ley line under sacred Albion
Bm Bm A Bm
Bm Bm A Bm
Bm A G F#
Bm A G F#
Bm A Bm
D A
And I'd always planned
Bm G Gm
To sing in a sweet and soulful way as only cowboys can
F#m Bm
But my saddle strap snapped like a dog-chewed tourniquet
E
And the sky was low over Margate Sands
A Bb Bm
And it hangs low yet
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