Chords for Joe Jackson- The man who wrote Danny Boy

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After _ _ _ _ rubbing my [F#] eyes, [B] I looked all [F#] around me [B] at the half [E]-finished drivel _ [G#m] I'd worked on for days.
And I [E] told him my [B] dream [A] was to live for [D] all _ _ time _ _ in some [F#m] perfect _ [C#m] refrain like the [B] man who wrote _ Danny Boy. _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ And I [E] said, if you're real, then I'll ask [D] you a question.
[E] While most of us [B] turn into ashes or dust, [E] just you [B] and that other [E] guy go on [D] forever.
_ But who writes [B] the history, [E] and who do [B] I _ _ _ trust?
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_ _ _ _ He gave me a wink, [A] _ and he [B] said it was [A] funny [B] how mortals would pour [G#m] all their blood, sweat, and tears
[A] onto tape, [E] onto paper, _
[A] or into the [D] _ _ air _ _ to be [F#m] lost and [C#m] forgotten _ _ [B] outside of his kind.
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_ _ _ [E] And I thought I could hear a great sound in the distance, [E]
whiskey-soaked [B] singing [E] and laughter [B] and cheers.
[E] They're saying [B] that song could [E] bring tears to a [B] glass [E] eye.
So pass [B] me the papers, [E] I'll sign [B] them in [E] blood.
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_ And the smell of the brimstone turned [D] into grease paint, [E] and the roar of [D] the crowd like [E] the [D] furies of hell.
[E] And I hear the [D] applause, and I [E] hear the [D] bells ringing, _ _ _ and [A] the sound of [E] a woman's voice [A] from the next _ _ room. _ _
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Saying, _ _ _ [G] come to me [C] now, _ _ [G] lay down [C] beside me.
_ _ [G] Whatever _ [C] you're _ doing, you're [Em] too gone to see.
_ _ You [F] can't hold [C] on to _ shadows, _ [F] no more than [A#] _ _
_ _ _ _ tears. _
So be glad [Dm] for the [Am] _
pleasures, when [G] you're young enough. _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ So _ maybe I'm [A] drunk, or [B] maybe a [F#] liar, [B] or maybe we're all living [G#m] _ inside a dream.
_ [A] You can say what you [E] like, when I'm [A] gone, then [D] you'll see. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ I'll be [F#m] down in the [C#m]
dark, [F#m] _ down [C#m] underground, with [F#m] Shakespeare and Bach, and the [B]
man who wrote _ [F#] Danny [B] Boyle.
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