The Funeral: accordi di
Chris Difford
Chris Difford

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

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