After The Rush Hour chords by Frank Turner

G*: 3x0033
C/B: 332010

Intro:
F, Am, G, Em
F, C/B, G*, Am, G*       (x2)

Verse:
F          Am
I am the small town linesman
G                  Em
And you'll find me out here on the line.
F          C/B           G*
Searching ceaselessly to simply
       Am      G*       F
Find a place i can call mine.
      Am              G
Every corner of this country
              Em                 F
Criss-crossed out with coloured lines.
          C/B
The city lies before me,
G*              Am      G*   C/B
Another city sprawling out behind.

Chorus:
              Em        C/B
Cos I’m a frontiers man,
                 Em
Trapped in suburban England.

Verse:
F          Am
Since the Scramble ended,
    G              Em
Since the West was won on wagon trails,
F               C/B           G*
It seems the Mazzini's paradisical
  Am    G*      F
Panopticon prevailed.
        Am               G
My walkabouts no longer take me
         Em                   F
Beyond a choice of different jails.
              C/B                       G*
Why should i have to choose a state
            Am      G*       C/B
When every one of them has failed?

Chorus:
              Em        C/B
Cos I’m a frontiers man,
                 Em
Trapped in suburban England.

Post-Chorus:
Dm                   C
And i promise not to overthrow the state
      D#(slide up C shape)
If allowed to redraw the atlas before
  Dm C
I emigrate.

Bridge:
(clear in this video https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L9jbQFBB8O0)
So I have sailed the seven seas alone,
Trying to find a shore I can call home.
But all i found are different flags,
Double-speaking diplomats, and
I do not have time for that.
So I'll declare my own sovereign state,
The borders based on the
Bottoms of my boots,
And i will open embasies
Wherever the hell i please,
And at assemblies
You will see me sat
But never on my knees.

Chorus:
C/B           Em        C/B
Cos I’m a frontiers man,
                 Em
Trapped in suburban England.

Post-Chorus:
Dm                   C
And i promise not to overthrow the state
      D#(slide up C shape)
If allowed to redraw the atlas before
  Dm C
I emiiigrate.
Dm                         C
And I'd gladly leave your Metternich's alone
       D#(slide up C shape)
As long as where
                           Dm  C
I lay my head i can be my very own.

Intro:
F  Am  G  Em
   F     C/B         G* Am  G* C/B
I am the Winchester liiiiiiiineman.

Chorus:
              Em        C/B
Cos I’m a frontiers man,
                 Em
Trapped in suburban England.
C/B             Em
But here I will not remain-
C/B
No I'll ride into the sunset,
         Em                     Dm
Where my horse waits on the plain,
                          C slide to  D#