Nik Kershaw

^{And not too difficult to play as well}
Note: In the 2nd chorus all chords are tuned one step up.
I don't know if my version is entirely correct, but it sounds
right to me..


Intro Chords:
^x1 F#m / E / A / B / F#m / E / D / A
^x1 F#m / E / A / B / F#m / E / D / A / Bm / A / D / E / F#m / E

Verse 1:
I've got ^A two strong ^B arms, ^C#m blessings of ^D Babylon
with ^Bm time to ^G carry on and ^F#m try for ^E sins and ^A false al ^B arms
^C#m So to A ^D merica the ^D# brave
^Bm wise ^A men ^D save

Chorus:
^E Near a ^F#m tree by a ^E river is a ^A hole in the ^B ground,
where an ^F#m old man of ^E ?arran? goes a ^D round and a ^A round
And his ^F#m mind is a ^E beacon in the ^A veil of the ^B night,
for a ^F#m strange kind of ^E fashion there's a ^D wrong and a ^A right
But I'll ^Bm never ^A ever ^D fight ^E over ^F#m you ^E

Verse 2:
I've got ^A plans for ^B us, ^C#m nights in the ^D scullery
and ^Bm days in ^G stead of me, I ^F#m only ^E know what ^A to dis ^B cuss,
^C#m oh, for ^D anything but ^D# light
^Bm wise ^A men ^D fighting ^E over ^F#m you
^E It's not ^A me you ^B see,
^C#m seasons of ^D gasoline and ^D# gold
^Bm wise ^A men ^D fold

Chorus:
^E Near a ^F#m tree by a ^E river is a ^A hole in the ^B ground,
where an ^F#m old man of ^E aron ^? goes a ^D round and a ^A round
And his ^F#m mind is a ^E beacon in the ^A veil of the ^B night,
for a ^F#m strange kind of ^E fashion there's a ^D wrong and a ^A right
But I'll ^Bm never ^A ever ^D fight ^E over ^G you

Bridge:
^C I've got ^F time to ^Bb kill, ^A sly looks in ^D corridors with ^G out a
^F plan of yours,
a ^Esus blackbird ^E sings on ^Am Blue ^G bird ^C hill
^D thanks for the calling of the ^Bb wild ^D#
Cm wise ^Bb men's ^D# child ^F

[Middle Part witb bagpipes etc.]

Chorus:
^F Near a ^Gm tree by a ^F river is a ^Bb hole in the ^C ground,
where an ^Gm old man of ^F ?arran? goes a ^D# round and a ^Bb round
And his ^Gm mind is a ^F beacon in the ^Bb veil of the ^C night,
for a ^Gm strange kind of ^F fashion there's a ^D# wrong and a ^Bb right
But he'll ^Cm never ^Bb ever ^D# fight...
^F Near a ^Gm tree by a ^F river is a ^Bb hole in the ^C ground,
where an ^Gm old man of ^F ?arran? goes a ^D# round and a ^Bb round
And his ^Gm mind is a ^F beacon in the ^Bb veil of the ^C night,
for a ^Gm strange kind of ^F fashion there's a ^D# wrong and a ^Bb right
But he'll ^Cm never ^Bb ever ^D# fight ^F over ^Cm you ^{Bb D#
F} No he'll ^Cm never ^Bb ever ^D# fight ^F over ^Gm you.







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