Chords with lyrics
Band: The Libertines
Track: The Good Old Days (Acoustic)
Album: Up The Bracket
Tuning: Standard (EADGBE)
Capo:
DmDm | x57765 |
G+G | 355433 |
A augmentedA | 577655 |
Bb majorBb | 688766 |
FF | 133211 |
B minorBm | x24432 |
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Intro DmDm - G+G x8
DmDm G+G DmDm G+G DmDm G+G DmDm G+G (Repeat through out verse)
If Queen Boadicea is long dead and gone
Still then the spirit in her children's children's children, it lives on
Oh Elvis, he was the King, had his piece of the pie
Priscilla was the name of his latest flame
What a lame name for his latest flame
Well now his century's over I'm having mine
Build up on an A augmentedA
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If you've lost your faith in love and music the end won't be long
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'Cause if it's gone for you then I too may lose it and that would be wrong
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I've tried so hard to keep myself from falling back into my bad old ways
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And it chars my heart to always hear you calling, Calling for the good old days
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oh there were no 'good old days'
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These are the good old days
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And it's not about tenements and needles
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and all the evils in their eyes and the backs of their minds
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Daisy chains and school-yard games
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and a list of things we said we'd do tomorrow
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A majorA list of things we said we'd do tomorrow
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The Arcadian dreams so fallen through
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But the Albion sails on course
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So man the decks and hoist the rigging
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Because the Pigman's found the source
FF A augmentedA DmDm Bb majorBb FF A augmentedA DmDm Bb majorBb FF (A augmentedA Stum once)
And there's twelve rude boys on the oars going laa laa laa laa laa Laa
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To the good old days.