Tom: G#m
B E F#
Hey Louis
B E F# B E F#
Wonderful world, terrible song, everything's gone horribly wrong
B E F#
Cars are too fast 'cos the drivers are slow
C#m. F#
Joy-ride boy died and I think to myself.
B E F# B E F#
From Magdalene to Sellafield there's scant regard for how we feel
B E F#
Sheep are green, dead roses too
C#m. F#
I know it sounds bleak but hey, dont despair.
B F#
'Cos even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch
B
Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch
E Em
It generates a warmth around the ground that augers well for mankind
F# E B
And that's what life's about.
B E F# B E F#
The raft of dreams we sailed in the bay has foundered on the reefs of today
B E F#
Ill wind blows through my cape of no hope
C#m. F#
Dock Road can-lad on the end of a rope
B E F# B E F#
Yet by the stream in summer time, the charming lark, the country chime
B E F#
Smite this faithless pantomime
C#m. F#
Welcome to the daylight at the back of my mind.
B F#
Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch
B
Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch
E Em
It generates a warmth around the ground that augers well for mankind
F# E B (B F# B E B F#)
And that's what life's about.
B F#.
Trouble is these days you never see a dog on the pitch.
