Streets Of London
Ton : CCapo 2English
Intro :
C G Am Em F C G C
CHave you seen the Gold man, in the Amclosed-down Emmarket
Fpicking up the Cpapers, with his D7worn-out G7shoes?
CIn his eyes you Gsee no pride, Amhand held loosely Emby his side
Fyesterday's Cpapers, telling G7yesterday's Cnews
C So Fhow can you Emtell me, you're Clo - ne - Amly
D7 and say for D7you that the sun don't Gshine?G7
CLet me take you Gby the hand, and Amlead you through the Emstreets of London
F I'll show you Csomething, to G7make you change your Cmind C
CHave you seen the Gold gal, who Amwalks the streets of EmLondon
Fdirt in her Chair, and her D7clothes in G7rags?
CShe's no time for Gtalking, she just Amkeeps right on Emwalking
FCarrying her Chome, in G7two carrier baCgs
C So Fhow can you Emtell me, you're Clo - ne - Amly
D7 and say for D7you that the sun don't Gshine?G7
CLet me take you Gby the hand, and Amlead you through the Emstreets of London
F I'll show you Csomething, to G7make you change your Cmind C
CAnd in the all-night Gcafe, at a Amquarter past Emeleven
Fsome old Cman sitting thereD7, all on his G7own
CLooking at the wGorld, over theAm rim of his Emtea-cup
FAnd each tea lastsC an hour, thenG7 he wanders hCome alone
C So Fhow can you Emtell me, you're Clo - ne - Amly
D7 and say for D7you that the sun don't Gshine?G7
CLet me take you Gby the hand, and Amlead you through the Emstreets of London
F I'll show you Csomething, to G7make you change your Cmind C
CAnd have you seen the Gold man, Amoutside the seaman'Ems mission?
FHis memory's Cfading, with those D7medal ribbons that he G7wears
CAnd in our winter Gcity, the Amrain cries little Empity
FFor one more forgotten Chero, and a wG7orld that doesn't Ccare
C So Fhow can you Emtell me, you're Clo - ne - Amly
D7 and say for D7you that the sun don't Gshine?G7
CLet me take you Gby the hand, and Amlead you through the Emstreets of London
F I'll show you Csomething, to G7make you change your Cmind C