Tom: C
C F C F
[Verse 1]
C F
Five hundred thousand English pounds
F C
For this old house and a piece of ground,
C F
You and your wife have always planned
F C
To settle down in Cotswold land.
[Chorus]
G Am
Well you’d best come in, you’d best sit down
G C
It’s such a long drive from London town
C F
Would you like some tea now while I tell?
F C
The reasons why I will not sell.
[Verse 2]
C F
This stone built house that you call nice
F C
Was gained at far too high a price,
C F
For me to gaily sign away
F C
What others toiled for night and day.
G Am
They hammered bluestone by the yard
G C
And they found the rent when times where hard,
C F
And they lived and died beneath the sun
F C
Tending the fields you gaze upon.
[Verse 3]
C F
Well they’re all gone, but as for me
F C
The wild hare still runs as free,
C F
And at dusk the badger travels still
F C
Ancestral highways on the hill.
G Am
I am as Cotswold bred as these
G C
And I still need these field and trees,
C F
And I need the soil that bore my race
F C
And holds their bones beneath this place.
[Verse 4]
C F
Enough for me this cot of stone,
F C
a might of land to call my own
C F
A friend to drink with, wife to smile
F C
and Cotswold country by the mile
G Am
So take your cup and drain it down
G C
you would be peasants from the town
C F
Go on your journey let me bide
F C
content in my own countryside
[Verse 5]
G Am
You say you’ll pay five hundred pounds
G Am
For this old house and a piece of land,
C F
Well London’s about four hours for me
F C
But in your 4 x 4 you’ll do it in three.
