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  WHAT WOULD WILLIAM MORRIS SAY  A (G 2nd) A                    E              D             E We used to go out in our town A                          E     D                          E We’d go to the pub til the pub shut down A                               E          D                      E They … Continue reading →

A ONE WAY TICKET TO LOUISE   Intro:    D  /  Bm    D  /  Bm  /  D   Bm                       A                         G         D Oh the shutter doors are closing down on Market Street Bm                 A                         G        A And there’s nothing in this … Continue reading →

SHORT STORIES YOU LEFT ME CRYING first girl i ever loved was everything taught me to whistle and she made me sing i’ve never been the kind to shout aloud but something about her made me strong and proud. i … Continue reading →

E the woman combed her yellow hair                                                                  B fixed her dress and stepped into the street E behind her in the hotel room                                                              B7 maria turns the bed to change the sheets A suddenly a flash of light … Continue reading →

ANGELINA’S COMING HOME  G  G                                                        C Voices shatter on the high glass ceiling G                                                               C The sun burns off the early morning rain G                              D (F#Bass)                 Em Mothers wave to damp-eyed children leaving         D                                          C And Angelina’s waiting for … Continue reading →

I’ve had several queries about how to play lizzie. I use a cutaway capo which only covers strings 3,4 & 5 and I detune the 6th string to D. If you don’t have a cutaway capo you can use the … Continue reading →

first girl i ever loved was everything, taught me to whistle & she made me sing. i’ve never been the kind to shout aloud but something about her made me strong and proud. i don’t know how it ended it’s … Continue reading →

if you need me come and see me and I will worry no more. if you love me go and tell me and I will worry no more. when you’re down and on a low note and your lifeboat’s a … Continue reading →

she was foolish and he was crazy, she was headstrong and he was lazy, bad luck followed them both around. sick and tired of the freezing city they drove west where the trees were pretty, green grass and somewhere to … Continue reading →

i’m jealous of the sun that warms your face that wraps itself around you in your state of grace, i’m jealous of its fingers on your skin, the way it lights your room when you won’t let me in. i … Continue reading →

my father was a carpenter he made things out of wood and he made them strong and he made them good he took me out on sundays to gather fallen trees we’d find treasures in the bushes and pennies in … Continue reading →

on roslyn banks she held me close as the night came gently ’round and through the trees a soft rain fell and the silver moon looked down she said it was the evening’s chill that made her hold me so … Continue reading →

sometimes i don’t know where i am sometimes i don’t know where i’ve been i’ve been running around since you’ve been gone you should see the state i’m in i just want to see your face again there’s gonna be … Continue reading →

i took a walk one night just to ease my head i had a lot of things on my mind a lot of words that hadn’t been said i sat down on a cemetery bench to watch the clouds roll … Continue reading →

seems like a long time seems like a long way back you’re getting ready looking for something black and you say you’ll be along in your own sweet time don’t ask me why i’m crying you look just like an … Continue reading →

as i walked one night where the ships come in i saw someone walk before me he was quick & slight though I bid goodnight he had chosen to ignore me i’d come to this place on the run from … Continue reading →

tonight i’ll be your back door man i’ll be eating right out of your hand we’re made for each other like ostrich and sand tonight i’ll be your back door man i’m waving my family goodbye they’re gone in the … Continue reading →

up in her kitchen above the commotion emily stands with her hands in the sink and watches the sun go down over the westway the sky and her hands an identical pink four stories down in the west london traffic … Continue reading →

the moon is slowly sinking the final moon i’ll see my head is tired of thinking there’s just the rosary an empty place at table and my mother’s eyes are wet the hand of god came down last night and … Continue reading →