Frank Turner – Broken Piano (Guitar)

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As I walked out one morning fair,

        A                       E
I found myself drawn thoughtlessly

            A        D       F#m  E D
Back to the place we used to live,

              A               E
And you still do, now without me.

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Around the back, away from the road,

D                              F#m
Behind the bins, beneath your window,

  E                   A       F#m
I found the hulk, the rusting bulk

     D             A
Of a shattered old piano.

D                                F#m
Someone had torn out some of the keys

D                               F#m
With cruel care, not thoughtlessly,

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In such a way that one could only play

D     A
Minor melodies.

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So I sat down in my sadness, beneath your window,

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And I played sad songs on the minor keys of a broken piano;

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A sinner amongst saved men on the banks of the muddy Thames.

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As I have wandered through this city,

       A                        E
Like a child lost in the London fog,

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From Highgate Hill, down to the river,

                A               E
Then washed downstream past the Isle of Dogs,

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I've had time enough to think upon

D                            F#m
The question of what kind of songs

     E                   A      F#m
That you would choose to listen to

D        A
Now that I am gone.

D                           F#m
And as I drift beneath that bridge,

D                                 F#m
Just down the road from where you live,

     E               A          F#m
I've often thought I might have caught

D                   A
Your voice upon the wind.

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But as I stroked those broken keys

            A       E
You did not join in harmony.

     D              F#m        Bm    A    E
So I sat down in my sadness, beneath your window,

             D                F#m             Bm A   E
And I played sad songs on the minor keys of a broken piano;

  D                                                          A
A sinner amongst saved men on the banks of the muddy Thames.

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------on the banks of the muddy Thames.

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------on the banks of the muddy Thames.