Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E) Verse 1: D Bm B7 We'll play on the road Bm G Flytipping, careful as you go G Gm And we'll watch as the lorries D F#m F# D Transport their precious loads Verse 2: Bm B7 With a bag in our hands Bm G Flytipping, me and my patient man Gm Just by the hard shoulder F#m F# D This few who've understood
Chorus: D What is my name, what is yours? Bm F#m Do we own these things, what has it all been for? A7 A D Flytipping on the road of course D Bm What is yours and what is us? Bm Do we fool ourselves with all those pretty words? F#m A Flytipping on the road with her Post-Chorus: Em D And I'll take you to the Fir trees Em A7 D Bm As the paper drifts like falling snow Verse 3: Dm Under the trees Bm Two hunters looking for ivory G Gm Discard their possessions F#m F# F#7 Cast them to the breeze Verse 4: Bm D Bm 'Cause the worms in the ground Bm And the crows as they circle round G Gm Don't need these things to cling to F#m G For a homestead playground Chorus: D Bm What is my name, what is yours? BM F#m Do we own these things, what has it all been for? F#m A Flytipping on the road of course D Bm Shiny things that turn into rust Bm F#m So we show ourselves with all this pretty stuff F#m A Flytipping feels like just enough Post-Chorus: Em D And I'll take you to the verges Em D By the nettles, by the roundabout Em D And I'll pick you wild roses Em A D In the tunnels like the underpass (Outro) D Bm G Gm F#m F# D Bm F#m A A#m Bm A Bm G#m C# A B7 C Dmaj7 C#m D F#m7 B G# F# E D# Amaj7 E F#m G#m Amaj7 A E F#m G#m A