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| | __ | ____ | ___________ ____________________________________________________ |
| | Accordion | |Tin whistle lead: | |
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| Tin whistle: (with distorted chords) |
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| | Am | C | D | G |
| Well I k | issed the d | ay, I was | on my w | ay |
| | Am | C | E |
| From those c | old grey bl | ocks of st | one |
| | Am | C | D | G |
| For s | eventeen y | ears of squ | alor filled t | ears |
| | Am | C | G | Am |
| A t | ime now with | innoc | ence l | ost |
| | C | G |
| As the s | un split the room with its r | ays filled with gloom |
| | Am | E7 |
| T | urnin' all hope to desp | air |
| | Am | C | D | G |
| And the | only thing l | eft was to f | lee from the n | est |
| | Am | C | G | Am |
| That was l | ife in a T | enem | ent Sq | uare |
| I remember the song where the rats sang along |
| And danced for their daily bread |
| While the damp washed the walls that were twenty feet tall |
| Not a child in the house was fed |
| On the porter filled face of the men left no trace |
| Of the coin they had already spent |
| While our mothers asked God what was Hell ever for |
| When you lived in a Tenement Square |
| | G | Am |
| Grab what's l | eft of the coal from the | ole cubbyhole |
| | G | Am |
| These c | inders need more to be a f | ire |
| | G | Am |
| While the gh | osts of the soldiers that l | ived there before us |
| | C | G | Am |
| L | augh with their g | uns by their s | ides |
| | C | G | Am |
| I hear them l | augh, with their g | uns by their s | ides |
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| Now politicians they dwell in that forgotten Hell |
| Our misery's been turned into news |
| Where the fat of the land now hog, hand in hand |
| A crime now of life was ever true |
| As the sun split the room with its rays filled with gloom |
| Turnin' all hope to despair |
| And the only thing left was to flee from the nest |
| That was life in a Tenement Square |
| Repeat Accordion/Tin whistle intro |
| This is still one of my favorite songs ever. Have fun playing it! |
