Manchester

[E]  [C#m]  [A]  [B]

From N[E]orthernden to Partington it's r[C#m]ain
From A[A]ltrincham to Chadderton it's r[B]ain
From M[E]oss Side to Swinton hardly S[C#m]pain
It's a [A]picture postcard of 'wish they never [B]came'

And whilst that d[A]eckchair in the garden it makes no s[E]ense
It d[B]oesn't spoil the view or cause off[E]ence
Those F[A]loridas, Bavarias and K[E]ents
Make g[B]entlemen wear shorts but don't make g[E]ents

So con[E]vertibles stay garage-bound
Save [C#m]after-sun for later
If [A]rain makes Britain great
Then [B]Manchester is greater
As you [E]dry your clothes once again
Up[C#m]on the radiator
[A]What makes Britain great
Makes [B]Manchester yet greater

[E]  [C#m]  [A]  [B]

From [E]Cheetham Hill to Wytenshawe it's [C#m]rain
[A]Gorton, Salford, Sale pretty much the [B]same
As I'm [E]caught without my jacket once [C#m]again
The [A]raindrops on my face play a sweet re[B]fain

And as [A]winter turns reluctantly to [E]spring
For the [B]clouds above the city there's one last [E]fling
[A]Swallows build their nests, chaffinch [E]sing
And the [B]sun strolls into town like long lost [E]king

So con[E]vertibles stay garage-bound
Save [C#m]after-sun for later
If [A]rain makes Britain great
Then [B]Manchester is greater
As you [E]dry your clothes once again
Up[C#m]on the radiator
[A]What makes Britain great
Makes [B]Manchester yet greater

And the [A]mood of this whole sodden place is [E]melancholy
Like the [B]sun came out to play, shone through the [E]clouds but dropped its lolly
And [A]everyone looks so disappointed, [E]so, so sorry
Like the [B]rain blew into town, kidnapped the [E]sun and stole it's brolly

[A]  [B]  [E]

So con[E]vertibles stay garage-bound
Save [C#m]after-sun for later
If [A]rain makes Britain great
Then [B]Manchester is greater
As you [E]dry your clothes once again
Up[C#m]on the radiator
[A]What makes Britain great
Makes [B]Manchester yet greater