Frank Turner – There Are Bad Times Just Around The Corner (Guitar)
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[RIFF]
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[Verse 1]
D A They're out of sorts in Sunderland D B7 And terribly cross in Kent, Em A They're dull in Hull D B7 And the Isle of Mull E A7 Is seething with discontent, D A They're nervous in Northumberland D G And Devon is down the drain, F# They're filled with wrath Bm On the firth of Forth E A7 And sullen on Salisbury Plain, Am D G In Dublin they're depressed, lads, B7 Em Maybe because they're Celts A A7 For Drake is going West, lads, E A7 And so is everyone else. E7 A A Hurray, hurray, hurray!
RIFF A7 - strum once
Misery's here to stay.
[Chorus 1]
N.C. D Em A D D7 There are bad times just around the corner, G B7 Em There are dark clouds hurtling through the sky A A7 And it's no good whining D Bm About a silver lining E E7 A A7 For we know from experience that they won't roll by, D D7 With a scowl and a frown G G7 We'll keep our peckers down E E7 A A7 And prepare for depression and doom and dread, D Em A D G F# We're going to unpack our troubles from our old kit bag Bm E A D A D And wait until we drop down dead.
[Verse 2]
D A From Portland Bill to Scarborough D B7 They're querulous and subdued Em A And Shropshire lads D B7 Have behaved like cads E A7 From Berwick-on-Tweed to Bude, D A They're mad at Market Harborough D G And livid at Leigh-on-Sea, F# In Tunbridge Wells Bm You can hear the yells E A7 Of woe-begone bourgeoisie. Am D G We all get bitched about, lads, B7 Em Whoever our vote elects, A A7 We know we're up the spout, lads. E A7 And that's what England expects. E7 A A Hurray, hurray, hurray!
RIFF A7 - strum once
Trouble is on the way.
[Chorus 2]
N.C. D Em A D D7 There are bad times just around the corner, G B7 Em The horizon's gloomy as can be, A A7 There are black birds over D Bm The grayish cliffs of Dover E E7 A A7 And the rats are preparing to leave the BBC D D7 We're an unhappy breed G G7 And very bored indeed E E7 A A7 When reminded of something that Nelson said. D Em A D G F# While the press and the politicians nag nag nag Bm E A D A D We'll wait until we drop down dead.
[Verse 3]
p.m. D A
From Colwyn Bay to Kettering
D B7 They're sobbing themselves to sleep, Em A The shrieks and wails D B7 In the Yorkshire dales E A7 Have even depressed the sheep. D A In rather vulgar lettering D G A very disgruntled group F# Have posted bills Bm On the Cotswold Hills
E A7 - back to open strum
To prove that we're in the soup.
Am D G While begging Kipling's pardon B7 Em There's one thing we know for sure A A7 If England is a garden E A7 We ought to have more manure. E7 A A Hurray, hurray, hurray!
RIFF A7 - strum once
Suffering and dismay.
[Chorus 3 - 3/4 timing]
N.C. D Em A D D7 There are bad times just around the corner G B7 Em And the outlook's absolutely vile, A A7 There are Home Fires smoking D Bm From Windermere to Woking E E7 A A7 And we're not going to tighten our belts and smile, smile, smile, D D7 At the sound of a shot G G7 We'd just as soon as not E E7 A A7 Take a hot water bottle and go to bed, D Em A D G F# We're going to un-tense our muscles till they sag sag sag Bm E A D A D And wait until we drop down dead.
[Chorus 4 - normal timing]
D Em A D D7 There are bad times just around the corner, G B7 Em We can all look forward to despair, A A7 It's as clear as crystal D Bm From Bridlington to Bristol E E7 A A7 That we can't save democracy and we don't much care D D7 If the Reds and the Pinks G G7 Believe that England stinks E E7 A A7 And that world revolution is bound to spread, D Em A D G F# We'd better all learn the lyrics of the old 'Red Flag' Bm E A D A D And wait until we drop down dead.