Chords for Ian Dury and the Blockheads - My old man

[E] _ _ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ [B] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ My old friend wore three-piece whistles, he was never home for long.
Drove a bus for London Transport, he knew where he [C] belonged.
Number 18 [B] down to [C] Euston, double [B]-decker mover load.
[C] Double [B]-decker [E] mover [A] load, my [E] old friend.
[B] Later on he drove a roller, chauffeured a foreign bus.
Dropped his hatches on occasion, said good-bye me now and then.
[Cm] Did the [Gm] crossword in [B] the standard, [C] at the [B] airport in the rain.
[Cm] At the [E] airport in the rain, [D] my [E] old friend.
_ [B] Wouldn't ever let his governors call him Billy, he was proud.
Personal reasons make a difference, his last bus was allowed.
[C] Perhaps he had to keep [B] his [C] distance, [Em] made a racket [A] when [B] he [C] vowed.
Made a racket [E] when he vowed, [F#m] my [E] old man. _
[A] My [E] old man.
[B] My old man was fairly handsome, he smoked too many cigs.
Lived in one room in Victoria, he was tidy in his [C] digs.
Had to have an [B] operation, [Cm] when his old [B] son got [E] too big.
[Cm] When his old [B] son got [E] too big, [F#m] my [E] old man.
[B] _ [E] _ [G#m] _ [A] _
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[G#m] _ [B] _ _ _ [C] _ _ [B] _ _
[C] _ [G] _ [E] _ _ [C] _ _ [E] _ [A]
My [E] old man.
_ [B] Seven years went out the window, we met as one-to-one.
[G#m] Right before [E] we'd done much [B] talking, relations had [C] begun.
All the while we'd [B] fought about each [C] other, all the best mate [B] from your [C] son.
All the best mate [E] from your [A] son, [F#m] my [E] old man.
_ _ [A] My [E] old man.
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