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Date: Wed, 06 May 1998 13:34:07 From: Chris Cottam Subject: c/coyne_kevin/eastbourne_ladies.crd
Artist: Kevin Coyne Album: Marjory Razorblade Track: Eastbourne Ladies
This song sounds good just strummed lively on an acoustic guitar... The chord I`ve labelled (probably wrongly) Gm/C is simply the top 5 strings barred on the 4th fret.
Intro: Cm Gm/C
Verse:
Cm Gm/C Your always on your own, Cm Gm/C Sitting on your seaside chairs on your own. B Cm Gm/C Everybody passes you by. Cm Gm/C Nobody seems to care, Cm Gm/C if you flash your underwear. B Cm Gm/C No, I don`t tell no lie.
Cm Gm/C Your bestest days are gone, Cm Gm/C Now you know you`re on the run. B Cm Gm/C Oh lady, why, why? Cm Gm/C Your white and powdered face, Cm Gm/C You need some holy grace. B Cm Gm/C Pull yourself right back again.
Chorus:
A Cm Eastbourne ladies with your hair done up so nice. A Cm Eastbourne ladies with your tea and lemon ice. D Cm Lemon ice. Lemon ice.
Verse:
I think you need something new, But you don`t know just what to do. Croquette on the lawn, yet again. You smile at passing boys. You can`t offer any joys. You don`t undestand your man. Put your money in the bank, Money in the bank, now lets be frank. I want more, More than 10000 pounds. I want everything you`ve got. I want the lot. Gimmee gimmee gimmee gimmee all ye got. Oh, help me. I need some, I`m so poor now.
Chorus
Verse:
So I run around the town. Looking at rows of you up and down. I see you every, everywhere. I believe I have a choice, I believe I`ve made my choice. Come here lady, will turn brown. 50 years upon the beach Should be done by now, you`re out of reach. I hope I don`t bring you down. Everything special about you your pearls, your jewels and your money too, Oh do you, wear a crown, when you got to bed, now.
Chorus
The lyrics in the last verse may have some mistakes!
Enjoy,
Chris
Transcribed and submitted by Chris Cottam e-mail: c.a.cottam@lboro.ac.uk
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