The Coral - Bill Mccai, аккорды

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Em
His family taught him right from wrong With local tales and children's songs
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Sunday school was his shelter
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With his friends Joe and Walter
Em
Now those days seem far away An empty swing where he once played
Am
Now Bill's grown so fat and bold
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He never thought that he'd grow old CHORUS:
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And everyday when he gets the train
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Looks out the window and thinks in vain
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Em
If I could only be that boy again
Em
His sales job it gets him down Same old faces, same old sounds
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Heart attacks, orthopaedic backs
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Documents and labelled racks
Em
His wife can't stand the sight of him With his routine glass of gin
Am
She makes his lunch of processed ham
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And waits in for the meter man CHORUS:
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And everyday when he gets the train
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Looks out the window and thinks in vain
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Em
If I could only be that boy again SOLO: [e-------------------------------------------------------------------
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Em
If he could be that boy again
Em
Another day, another gin His kids don't even notice him
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Something different about his face
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His happy smile seems out of place
Em
His family gathered round for tea Eyes fixed on their new telly
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news flash came, then it said
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Bill McCai was just found dead CHORUS:
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No more windows, no more trains
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Hung himself out in the rain
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Em
Now he'll never be that boy again And we say...
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Em
Bye bye Bill McCai
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Em
Bye bye Bill McCai
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Em
Bye bye Bill McCai