Great Big Sea – Company Of Fools (Guitar)

  G            D          G              D
Bring on the clowns, the jokers and buffoons,

              G                       D  
I’ve had the time of my life And the life of my time

        A          D
In the company of fools. 

 D                            G            D   
Many a truest word has been spoken by the jester,

  G                   D           A          D
standing against the tide is the noblest of gestures,

 D                             G               Bm
little pearls of wisdom, that tumble from the light,

             G              D               A                 D
can make us laugh until we cry because we know that they are right.

    A                                   D
Within the strangest people, truth can find the strangest home,

    E                            A
so meet me in the village, where all we idiots go(go!)

  G            D          G              D
Bring on the clowns, the jokers and buffoons,

              G                       D  
I’ve had the time of my life And the life of my time

        A          D
in the company of fools. 

D      G            Bm     G
Na na natineutinee, na na natineutinee 

D      G            Bm    A     D
na na natineutinee, natineutnee na (ho!)

     D                                    G              D
I’m wading through the quicksand, in the gardens of the gentry,

  G         D            A                 D     
bloomin' vacuity leaves minds and pockets empty.

     D                         G               Bm   
Now, in the social order, I accept the bottom rung,

   G                D              A               D
until the wine is pouring and the lord commands a song.

     A                                  D
So, meet me at the staff door when the posers all go home,

       E                                   A
we’ll gather with the other fools, and put on a proper show(show!)

  G            D          G              D
Bring on the clowns, the jokers and buffoons,

              G                       D  
I’ve had the time of my life And the life of my time

        A           D
in the company of fools. 

  G            D          G              D
Bring on the clowns, the jokers and buffoons,

              G                       D  
I’ve had the time of my life And the life of my time

        A          D
in the company of fools. 

D      G            Bm     G
Na na natineutinee, na na natineutinee 

D      G            Bm    A     D
na na natineutinee, natineutnee na (ho!)

    A                               D
So here’s to the poorest poet who always pens the truth,

          G                D              A                   D
an' the players, writers, gypsies an'the minstrels and their tunes.

            A                              D
I’d rather live an honest lifetime, with those with nothing to lose,

      G       D           G        D            G         D
than waste a night, knee deep in shite, that’s polished slick

    G         D          G                               A          D
to look just right, I’d rather live a lifetime..,in the company of fools.

    A                                   D
Within the strangest people, truth can find the strangest home,

    E                            A
so meet me in the village where all we idiots go,

 A
(all we idiots,all we idiots go...)

D      G            Bm     G
Na na natineutinee, na na natineutinee 

D      G            Bm    A     D
na na natineutinee, natineutnee na (ho!)