The Funeral: accordi di
Chris Difford
Chris Difford

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Tonalità: F major
Verse 1
C
Cm
We don't mind the smell
C
and we're used to all the rats,
F
C
so damp that I just can't sleep.
It's like heaven and hell with
the whites and the blacks
F
C
and the trash just stays in the street.
Em
In our neighbourhood
Am
we don't care for the rich
Em
Am
and our councillor, he's the son of a
E
Am
A time to stand and reach much higher
E
Am
He was ten and I was almost eight
E
Am
He called my friend a dirty liar
E
Am
C
We put our footprints upon his grave
The middle class kid
walked with his nose up high
F
C
He was clean with his curly hair
Cm
C
Well, we cut his lip and he started to cry
F
His blood dripped everywhere
Am
C
Em
In our neighbourhood
Am
no one leads a gang
E
Em
We're the sort of boys
Am
you won't understand
E
Am
A time to stand and reach much higher
E
Am
He was ten and I was almost eight
E
Am
E
He called my friend a dirty liar
Am
We put his footprints on his grave
E
C
But we dragged him down
to where the river
F
C
Meets the smelly drains in the wall
F
Well, he made no sound as we tied his feet
C
and he looks so sad and small
Em
In our neighborhood when it's
Am
late late at night.
Em
You think it's a cat when a baby

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