Marillion

(4 times)
Now, a guitar:

chords:
Time for some singing:
A hand held over a candle in angst fuelled bravado
A carbon trail scores a moist stretched palm
(etc.)
And you listen with a tear in your eye
to their hopes and betrayels and your only reply
is Slainte mhath.
The guitar-riff starts again, with the same chords:
Princes in exile raising the standard Drambuie
Parading their anecdotes tired from old campaigns
(etc.)
Take it away
Take it away
Take it away
Take it away, take it away
Take it away, take it away
Take me away!
From the dream on a the barbed wire
at Flanders and Bilston Glen
From a Clydeside that rusts
from the tears of its broken men
(etc.)
And that's all folks!
Stefan (pronounced: Stay-fun) Frank
slfrank@cs.vu.nl
Vrije Universiteit
Amsterdam, The Netherlands
(With thanks to Mark van 't Zet for the tab-notation)