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Requiem For The Punters Club

Lucksmiths
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
  Have you been drinking?
  'Cause it's not  too late to start
  There's  still a week
  Before they come and pull  the place apart
  And I was thinking
  I have sorrows  to be drowned
  Too  complete to contemplate
  Without  a friend around
  On Brunswick  Street, the bits of broken  glass
  Sparkle-  brighter than the six  or seven stars
  And I'm reminded
  Of a Sunday afternoon
  How the sunlight caught the cigarette smoke
  Curling through the room
  And you behind it
  Your hair in rubber bands
  One more for the footpath
  And we walked home holding hands
  Like the  weekenders and window-shoppers  do
  We were  happier than either  of us knew
  So  act surprised
  It's been a while  since I came calling
  I  know it's late
  But Old Times' Sake-  and all that junk
  I'll  be alright
  We'll make tonight  tomorrow morning
  Sometimes  you want to go
  Where everybody  knows you're drunk

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Readable chord sheet for Requiem For The Punters Club by Lucksmiths

Have you been drink[C]ing?    [G]
   'Cause it's [F]not too late to start
   There[Dm]'s still a week
   Before they come and [C]pull the place apart
   And I was thinkin[C]g       [G]
   I have sorro[F]ws to be drowned
   Too[Dm] complete to contemplate
   Without[C] a friend around
   On Bru[F]nswick Street, the bits of broke[G]n glass
   Sparkle-[Dm]  brighter than the [C]six or seven stars
[G]  [F]  [Dm]  [C]

   And I'm reminded
   Of a Sunday afternoon
   How the sunlight caught the cigarette smoke
   Curling through the room
   And you behind it
   Your hair in rubber bands
   One more for the footpath
   And we walked home holding hands
   Like the[F] weekenders and window-shopp[G]ers do
   We were[Dm] happier than ei[C]ther of us knew

[G]  [F]  [Dm]  [C]
   S[F]o act surprised
   It's been a w[C]hile since I came calling
   I[F] know it's late
   But Old Times' [C]Sake- and all that junk
   I[F]'ll be alright
   We'll make t[C]onight tomorrow morning
   [F]Sometimes you want to go
   Where everyb[C]ody knows you're drunk

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