Squeeze – Up The Junction (Guitar)

E                        A
I never thought it would happen

                        E
With me and a girl from Clapham

                 C#m
Out on the windy common

                   E
That night I ain't forgotten

                        A
Where she dealt out the rations

                   E
With some or other passions

                  C#m
I said "you are a lady"

                    E
"Perhaps" she said    "I may be"

E               A
We moved into a basement

                       E
With thoughts of our engagement

                    C#m
We stayed in by the telly

                      E
Although the room was smelly

                       A
We spent our time just kissin'

                       E
The Railway Arms we're missin'

                    C#m
But love had got us hooked up

                    E
And all our time it took up

E                A 
I got a job with Stanley

                    E
He said I'd come in handy

                     C#m
And he started me on Monday

                   E
So I had a bath on Sunday

                A
I worked eleven hours

                         E
And bought the girl some flowers

                      C#m
She said she'd seen a doctor

                      E
And nothing now could stop her

C#m                      G#m
I worked all through the winter

                      F#m
The weather brass and bitter

             Bm
I put away a tenner

                      Dm
Each week to make her better

                      Am
And when the time was ready

                   Gm
We had to sell the telly

                     F
Late evenings by the fire

                 A
And little kicks inside her

D                    G
This morning at four fifty

                  D
I took her rather nifty

               Bdim
Down to an incubator

                     D
Where thirty minutes later

                    G
She gave birth to a daughter

                D
Within a year a walker

                         Bm
She looked just like her mother

                  D       D A E
If there could be another

E                       A
And now she's two years older

                    E
Her mother's with a soldier

                    C#m
She left me when my drinkin'

                E
Became a proper stingin'

                   A
The devil came and took me

                      E
From bar to street to bookie

                      C#m
No more nights by the telly

                       E
No more nights nappies smelling

E                 A 
Alone here in the kitchen

                         E
I feel there's somethin' missin'

                  C#m
I beg for some forgiveness

                    E
But beggin's not my business

                      A
And she won't write a letter

                  E
Although I always tell her

               C#m
And so it's my assumption

                  E
I'm really up the junction