Drunken Chorus
Trashcan SinatrasVersion1
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Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
I'm looking on the bright side, but I still don't see the light
Why are friends so hard to find on Wednesday night?
I got a ten pound note in my pocket, that'll never find its way back home.
And you thought I'd be lonely when you'd gone.
Discipline is a shelter, the punishment's my home
Built on sticks and stones and now brittle bones
I'm just a slip of a thing and now I'm on the slide
And I get so confused on my own
Barmaids beware
Sweet-stout style and whiskey-drunk flair
I'm drinking the wishing well dry, and collecting the coins
And my cup's brimming over with bliss
Seems that when my throat gets dry my words get wry
And I raise my glass like a fist, and every sip's a kiss
You used to say my secrets were safe, and that I had no need to lock them
away
But I could kick myself to death for leaving you the key, and now I know
what security means to me
Hard to get a hold of what it means to me
And it's hard to get out of the gutter when it's raining feet and every
helping hand's a fist
I know it starts on Am, I think it's:: Am C G, Am C G D, C
.....)
But hey where will I go, and now that you have gone........
G* - For the end, I switch back and forth on a barred G from regular to
335533, which sounds great.
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Readable chord sheet for Drunken Chorus by Trashcan Sinatras
[G] [D] [Am] [C] [D] [G] [Am] [C] [D] I[G]'m looking on the[Am] bright side, bu[C]t I still don't see th[D]e light W[G]hy are friends so[Am] hard to find on[C] Wednesday ni[D]ght? I[G] got a ten pound note in my[Am] pocket, that'll nev[C]er find its way back h[D]ome. A[G]nd you thought I'd be lonel[C]y when you'd gone. [G] D[G]iscipline is a she[Am]lter, the[C] punishment's my[D] home B[G]uilt on [Am]sticks and stones and no[C]w brittl[D]e bones I[G]'m just [Am]a slip of a thing a[C]nd now I'm on th[D]e slide [G] [C] [G] [C] [D] A[Am]nd I get so confused on my own [Am] B[C]armaids [G]beware [Am] Sweet-st[C]out style and whiskey-drunk [G]flair [D] I[G]'m drinking the [Bm]wishing well dry[C], and collecting[D] the coins A[G]nd my cup's brim[C]ming over with b[D]liss S[G]eems that when m[Bm]y throat gets dr[C]y my words get w[Am]ry A[G]nd I raise my gl[C]ass like[D] a fist, and every sip[G]'s a kiss You used to say my secrets were safe, and that I had no need to lock them away But I could kick myself to death for leaving you the key, and now I know what security means to me Hard to get a hold of what it means to me And it's hard to get out of the gutter when it's raining feet and every helping hand's a fist I know it starts on Am, I think it's:: Am C G, Am C G D, C [G] [C] [G] [C] [Am] [C] [D].....) [G] B[G]ut hey where will I go, and now that you have gone........ [Ending] [G] [Bm] [G] G* - For the end, I switch back and forth on a barred G from regular to 335533, which sounds great.