Chords for Streets of Sorrow - Birmingham 6 and Guildforfd 4

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_ _ [G] _ _ Oh [C] farewell [D] streets of _ _ [C] sorrow, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] and farewell [Gm] you streets [F] of pain. _
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I'll not _ [G] return to [Am] feel [G] more _ [F] sorrow, _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ [A] nor to see more young [F] men _ slain. _
_ _ _ _ Through [A] the last six [C] years I've lived [Gm] through _
_ [F] terror,
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[C] _ _ _ [A] in the darkened [Gm]
streets the [F] pain. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [C] _ Oh how [G] I love [C] to find [Gm] some _ _
[F] _ solace. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] In my mind [G] I curse the [C] strain. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ [Am] So _ [G] farewell _ [C] you streets [G] of _ sorrow, [C] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _
_ [Am] and farewell you [G] streets [C] of [F] pain. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] No I'll not [G] return to [C] feel [G] more _ _ [C]
sorrow, [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Am] nor to see more [G] young [F] men _ _ [C] _ _ _ slain.
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] There were six women growing [A] on the gills of their [D] spine,
and were picked up [G] and tortured [A] and framed by the law.
[D] And a failed cat [G] promulgation [D] put her still [G] there inside,
a bit of a rush in the wrong [A] place and at the wrong time.
[D] In Ireland they'll put you [A] away in [D] the maze,
in England [G] they'll keep you [A] for some long days.
[D] God help you if ever you [G] can be sure,
the coppers need someone and [A] they want that girl.
You'll [D] be counting years [G] for a spry little town,
[A] growing old [D] in a lonely hell,
_ round the yard in [G] a stinking cell.
[A] From wall to [D] wall and back again,
A curse on our judges, the [A] coppers and [D] scurros,
the torture of [G] the innocent, [A] the rightful accused.
[D] By the price [G] of apology [D] and justice [G] for so,
might a judge free their judges when [Am] they're right there in hell.
You'll be [D] counting years [G] for a spry little town,
[A] growing old [D] in a lonely hell,
_ round the yard in [G] a lousy cell.
[A] From wall to wall [D] and back again,
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_ _ _ [D] smell of bloody [A] ember there wicking their [D] pipes,
the sweat as [Gm] they count out [A] the scent in their face.
[D] While over in Ireland like Mormon,
[G] like they've kicked down and shut in [A] the back of the house.
[D] You'll be counting years [G] for a spry little town,
_ [A] growing old [D] in a freezing hell,
_ round the yard in [G] a lousy cell.
[A] From wall to [D] wall and back again,
_ Counting years for [G] a spry little [A] town,
growing old in [D] a lonely hell,
round the yard in [G] a lousy cell.
[A] From wall to wall [D] and back again.
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