New Model Army – The Hunt (Ukulele)

      C
We went into town on the Tuesday night,

C
Searching all the places that you hang about

      E            C
We're looking for you

       C
In the back street cellar dive drinking clubs

       C
In the discotheques and the garning pubs

      E            C
We're looking for you

         D
You will pay the price for my own sweet brother

                  C
And what he has become

      D
And a hundred other boys and girls

    F                 G
And all that you have done...

   C
We picked up the trail at the Seven Crowns

C
One of your cronies - he was doing your rounds

   E          C
We followed him

       C
Just a silhouette figure up Market Pass

          C
Where the headlamps shine on the broken glass

   E          C
We followed him

D
Over the bridge by the old canal

          C
Where the shadows dance on the lighted wall

   D
He stopped to light up a cigarette

       F            G
And we dived into a doorway

A                                             G   F
No police, no summons, no courts of law

A                                             G   F
No proper procedure, no rules of war

A                                             G   F
No mitigating circumstance

A                                             G   F
No lawyers fees, no second chance

          C
There are larses getting trouble on their own home beat

          C
There are old folk battered in the open street

        E        C
In this city of ours

          C
There are eyes that see but say nothing at all

          C
There are ears that hear but they don't recall

        E        C
In this city of ours

      D
So we followed your man back to your front door

          C
And we're waiting for you outside

         D
'Cos not everybody here is scared of you

    F                       G
Not everybody passed on the other side

A                                             G   F
No police, no summons, no courts of law

A                                             G   F
No proper procedure, no rules of war

A                                             G   F
No mitigating circumstance

A                                             G   F
No lawyers fees, no second chance

F
And we could spend our whole lives waiting

         E              B
For some thunderbolt to come

F
An we could spend our whole lives waiting

         E             B
For some justice to be done

F                         A      F      A      F
Unless we make our own

A                                             G   F
No police, no summons, no courts of law

A                                             G   F
No proper procedure, no rules of war

A                                             G   F
No mitigating circumstance

A                                             G   F
No lawyers fees, no second chance