tabbed by Glen Maddern
Pretty simple, beatiful song.
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VERSE
GC
Well it tastes like a Sunday,
DBm
There should be music in the front room,
CBmD
and the markets a'milling with the people in the afternoon.
GCDBm
And there's a question to be asked if you're drinking alone,
CBmD
It's what horse were you thrown from which riderless goes on?
CDGC
O it must have been a near thing,
DBm
But no novelty to you,
CBmD
all the trains and the buses and the cinemas too,
GCDBm
Breaking down, the bloody town, all reared up like a snake,
CBmD
For all goodness sake don't touch it or you'll never wake up...
CHORUS
CDCD
His father misses him, His mother misses him,
BmC
His lady dreams of kissing him,
CDBmC
Bring the sun back, Bring the sun back,
CD
It's been dark, now it's cold,
BmC
When the night falls,
CDBmC
Bring the sun back, Bring the sun back,
CDG
It's a blackbird, he's in the belly.
VERSE
GCDBm
Well it's cold, it's cold, it's cold and it's cold,
CBmD
But you've a roof over your head and a comfortable bed,
GCDBm
Now I'll be better, I'll be true, doing things like I ought to,
CBmD
If this bird lands in the black lands of Tulla when it's due...
CDCD
His father misses him, His mother misses him,
BmC
His lady dreams of kissing him,
CDBmC
Bring the sun back, Bring the sun back,
CD
It's been dark, now it's cold,
BmC
When the night falls,
CDBmC
Bring the sun back, Bring the sun back,
CDG
It's a blackbird, he's in the belly.
CDG
It's a blackbird, he's in the belly.
CDG
The night's a blackbird, We're in the belly.