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RIFF
They're Dout of sorts in ASunderland
And Dterribly cross in B7Kent,
They're Emdull in AHull
And the DIsle of B7Mull
Is Eseething with A7discontent,
They're Dnervous in ANorthumberland
And DDevon is down the Gdrain,
They're Ffilled with wrath
On the Bmfirth of Forth
And Esullen on Salisbury A7Plain,
In AmDublin Dthey're Gdepressed, lads,
B7Maybe because they're EmCelts
For ADrake is going A7West, lads,
And Eso is everyone A7else.
E7Hurray, Ahurray, Ahurray!
RIFF A7 - strum once
Misery's here to stay.
ThCere are Dbad times Emjust Aaround the DcorD7ner,
There are Gdark clouds B7hurtling through the Emsky
And it's Ano good A7whining
ADbout a silver Bmlining
For we Eknow from exE7perience that they Awon't rollA7 by,
With a Dscowl and a D7frown
We'll Gkeep our peckers G7down
And Eprepare for deE7pression and doom and Adread, A7
We're going to Dunpack our Emtroubles Afrom our Dold Gkit Fbag
BmAnd Ewait until we Adrop down Ddead. A D
From DPortland Bill to AScarborough
They're Dquerulous and subB7dued
And EmShropshire Alads
Have beDhaved like B7cads
From EBerwick-on-Tweed to A7Bude,
They're Dmad at Market AHarborough
And Dlivid at Leigh-on-GSea,
In FTunbridge Wells
You Bmcan hear the yells
Of Ewoe-begone bourgeoiA7sie.
We Amall get Dbitched aGbout, lads,
WhoB7ever our vote Emelects,
We Aknow we're up the A7spout, lads.
And Ethat's what England exA7pects.
E7Hurray, Ahurray, Ahurray!
RIFF A7 - strum once
Trouble is on the way.
ThCere are Dbad times Emjust Aaround the DcorD7ner,
The Ghorizon's B7gloomy as can Embe,
There are Ablack birds A7over
The Dgrayish cliffs of BmDover
And the Erats are E7preparing to leave the ABBA7C
We're an Dunhappy D7breed
And Gvery bored G7indeed
When Ereminded of E7something that Nelson Asaid. A7
While the Dpress and the EmpoliAticians Dnag Gnag Fnag
BmWe'll Ewait until we Adrop down Ddead. A D
From DColwyn Bay to AKettering
They're Dsobbing themselves to B7sleep,
The Emshrieks and Awails
In the DYorkshire B7dales
Have Eeven depressed the A7sheep.
In Drather vulgar Alettering
A Dvery disgruntled Ggroup
Have Fposted bills
On the BmCotswold Hills
E A7 - back to open strum
To prove that we're in the soup.
While Ambegging DKipling's Gpardon
There's B7one thing we know for Emsure
If AEngland is a A7garden
We Eought to have more maA7nure.
E7Hurray, Ahurray, Ahurray!
RIFF A7 - strum once
Suffering and dismay.
ThCere are Dbad times Emjust Aaround the DcorD7ner
And the Goutlook's aB7bsolutely Emvile,
There are AHome Fires A7smoking
From DWindermere to BmWoking
And we're Enot going to E7tighten our belts and Asmile, smile, A7smile,
At the Dsound of a D7shot
We'd Gjust as soon as G7not
Take a Ehot water E7bottle and go to Abed, A7
We're going to Dun-tense our Emmuscles Atill they Dsag Gsag Fsag
BmAnd Ewait until we Adrop down Ddead.A D
There are Dbad times Emjust Aaround the DcorD7ner,
We can Gall look B7forward to desEmpair,
It's as Aclear as A7crystal
From DBridlington to BmBristol
That we Ecan't save E7democracy and we Adon't much A7care
If the DReds and the D7Pinks
BeGlieve that England G7stinks
And that Eworld reE7volution is bound to Aspread, A7
We'd better Dall learn the Emlyrics Aof the Dold 'GRed FFlag'
BmAnd Ewait until we Adrop down Ddead. A D
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