Merrie Land chords by The Good The Bad And The Queen

Intro:
|C    |C    |C    |C    |
|Em   |Em   |Bm   |Bm   |

Verse:

C
If you're leaving please still say goodbye


And if you are leaving can you leave me my silver jubilee mug

Em
My old flag

My dark woods

Bm
My sunrise



C
If you're leaving can you please say goodbye


And if you are leaving can you leave your number

                 Em
I'll pack my case


And get in a cab

And wave you goodbye


C
I drive in the early hours down to the sea


I stand on the beach where the storms amplify

Em
All the voices that I care for


Bm
And the ghosts I hold sacred



C
In this alignment that lasts for a day


There's nothing that I can do anyway, anyway

Em
What am I doing here?


Bm
Waiting for you?


Hey

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Verse:

C
So rebuild the railways


Firm up all the roads

No one is leaving

Now this is your home

Em
The horses, the foxes, the sheep, and the cows


Bm
Bow down on their knees


C
To the fanfare of progress, itâ??s always the same


We cheer on the clowns as they roll into town

Em
But their faces look tired and sad to me


Bm
And carry the terrible things they've seen



C                                            Em
All lost in a painting of a sky coloured oil


        Bm         C
In this Merrie Land



                            Em
You are my crows, my window rattlers


Bm
Perfumed valley criers


                     C
Oh the dark ponds of Merrie England


The deep space echoes

Get on your mo.....

                            Em
What did you say? Mobility (You can fly)


                                  Bm
Get on your mobilised hooters... (to the moon)


Hooters... Haha

Mobilised Hooters... Haha

C
(one day)


                                   Em
Get hold of those mobilised hooters


                   Bm
They are half price


Instrumental Break/Key Change:
|B    |B    |G#   |G#   |F#m  |D    |F#m  |D    |

Verse:

C
This is not rhetoric


It comes from my heart

I love this country

Daneland, I am your kin

             Em
You were the ones who work together


Bm
Put the money in the pockets


C
Of the few and their fortunes


Who crowd the school benches

And jeer at us all because they don't care about us

Em
They are graceless and you shouldn't be with them


                 Bm
Because they are all disconnected and raised up in mansions


C
And two hundred plastic bags in a whale's stomach


So you turn to the trident

Are we green are we pleasant?

Em
We are not either of those Father


Bm
We are a shaking wreck where nothing grows


C                             Em            Bm
Lost in the sky coloured oils of Merrie Land


|C    |C    |


Em          Bm
You can fly to the moon


C
One day