Richard Thompson
Miss PatsyVersion1
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My dearest Miss Patsy, Im writing to say
That Im sorry to not be in touch
Its been quite a parade, but my thoughts never strayed
Too far, or too long, or too much
Miss Patsy, forgive all the choices I made
Ive been fighting shadows on the wrong crusade
Looking for ghosts in a penny arcade
Miss Patsy, no more will I roam
Miss Patsy, wont you carry me home
They held me to ransom back there in the foothills
And nobody stumped up a bean
Not Swifty, nor Eddie, came up with the ready
It can make you think people plain mean
Ive been hanging out with some virtuous people
They emptied my bank account twice
They gave me self-confidence, even some clothes
And a truckload of love and advice
When they gave out the cyanide pills with a wink
And said, Wait for the word, any day now, we think
I knew it was time to pull back from the brink
Miss Patsy, no more will I roam
Miss Patsy, wont you carry me home
Miss Patsy, I looked at myself in the mirror
Decided I needed some work
Got me a nose job, a shave and a haircut
To drive all them ladies berserk
But the arm round my waist was a man in dark blue
He said, Aint you him? Weve been looking for you
Now Im sharing a cell with a holy kung fu
Miss Patsy, no more will I roam
Miss Patsy, wont you carry me home
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Readable chord sheet for Richard Thompson by Miss Patsy
My [F]dearest Miss Patsy, Im writing to say That Im [Bb]sorry to not be in touch Its been [F]quite a parade, but my thoughts never strayed Too [Bb]far, or too long, or too m[C]uch [C]Miss Patsy, for[F]give all the [C]choices I [F]made Ive been [Gm]fighting [F]shadows on the [Bb]wrong crusade [C]Looking for [F]ghosts in a [C]penny ar[F]cade Miss [Bb]Patsy, no more will I [C]roam Miss [Gm]Patsy, wont you [Eb]carry me [F]home They held me to ransom back there in the foothills And nobody stumped up a bean Not Swifty, nor Eddie, came up with the ready It can make you think people plain mean Ive been hanging out with some virtuous people They emptied my bank account twice They gave me self-confidence, even some clothes And a truckload of love and advice When they gave out the cyanide pills with a wink And said, Wait for the word, any day now, we think I knew it was time to pull back from the brink Miss Patsy, no more will I roam Miss Patsy, wont you carry me home Miss Patsy, I looked at myself in the mirror Decided I needed some work Got me a nose job, a shave and a haircut To drive all them ladies berserk But the arm round my waist was a man in dark blue He said, Aint you him? Weve been looking for you Now Im sharing a cell with a holy kung fu Miss Patsy, no more will I roam Miss Patsy, wont you carry me home