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London Town

Wings
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Strum
D-DU-UDU
 
 
 
Walking  down the sidewalk one purple afternoon,
 I was accosted  by a barker
 Playing a simple tune upon his flute.
Toot toot toot toot.
Silver  rain was falling down
 Upon  the dirty ground of London  town.
People  pass me by on my imaginary  street,
Ordinary  people it's impossible  to meet,
Holding  conversations that are always  incomplete.
 Well I don't know.
Oh,  where are  there places  to go?
Someone, somewhere has  to know.
I  don't know.
Out  of work again,the actor entertains  his wife
With  the same old stories of his ordinary  life.
Maybe  he exaggerates the trouble  and the strife.
 Well, I don't know.
Oh,  where are  there places  to go?
Someone, somewhere has  to know.
Crawling  down the pavement on a Sunday afternoon,
 I was arrested  by a rozzer
 Wearing a pink balloon about his foot.
Toot toot toot toot.
Silver  rain was falling down
 Upon  the dirty ground of London  town.
Someone,  somewhere  has  to know.
Silver  rain was falling down
 Upon  the dirty ground of London  town.

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Readable chord sheet for London Town by Wings

[D/F#]  [G]   [F#]   [B]
       [G]     [D]  [D]    [A]  [E]
       [D/F#]  [G]   [F#]   [B]
       [Em]  [F#m]

[E]Walking down the sidewalk one purple afternoon,
I was ac[F#m7]costed by a barker
Playing a simple tune upon his fl[E]ute.
[D]Toot [A]toot [A]toot [E]toot.
[B7]Silver rain was falling down
Up[G]on the [D]dirty [D]ground [A]of [E]London town.

[G] [D] [D] [A] [E]

[A]People pass me by on my i[Bm7]maginary street,
[Amaj7]Ordinary people it's im[F#m7]possible to meet,
[Bm7]Holding conversations that are [Esus4]always incom[E]plete.
Well I don't [A]know.

[F#m]Oh, where [Edim]are there [E]places to [A]go?
[F#m]Someone, [Edim]somewhere [E]has to [A]know.
[D/F#]I don't [G]know.      [E]

[A]Out of work again,the actor [Bm7]entertains his wife
[Amaj7]With the same old stories of his [F#m7]ordinary life.
[Bm7]Maybe he exaggerates the [Esus4]trouble and the st[E]rife.
Well, I don't [A]know.

[F#m]Oh, where [Edim]are there [E]places to [A]go?
[F#m]Someone, [Edim]somewhere [E]has to [A]know.

[E]Crawling down the pavement on a Sunday afternoon,
I was ar[F#m7]rested by a rozzer
Wearing a pink balloon about his [E]foot.
[D]Toot [A]toot [A]toot [E]toot.
[B7]Silver rain was falling down
Up[G]on the [D]dirty [D]ground [A]of [E]London town.

[G] [D] [D] [A] [E]

[F#m]Someone, s[Edim]omewhere h[E]as to k[A]now.
[A]Silver rain was falling down
U[F]pon the [C]dirty [C]ground [E]of [D]London town.  [A]

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