A A D A
D D E E
A A D A
D D E E
Verse 1:
A A D A
The barrel fire's fading, my pals are disappearing.
D D E E
Another night is passing but I won't go.
A A D A
It's 2am at Townie and things are going my way.
D D E E
Three Buds, a glove and a foot of snow.
A A D A
There's two little shits selling joints on the hill.
D D E E
And the kids down the lot are burning cruisers for a thrill.
A A D A
See, we had each other, it was us against the world.
D D E E
Famous for nothing, yeah, nothing was our world.
Chorus 1:
D A E F#m
Well these lies won't save me.
D A E E
Don't you know, don't you know.
D A E F#m
From the times that made me.
D D E E
Here we go, here we go.
A D A D
A D A A
Verse 2:
A A D A
The courts are filling up, all the kids are coming down.
D D E E
For a head start on the troubles of a long night on the town.
A A D A
Yeah, thank God it's Saturday and half my problems go away.
D D E E
Sure, the big ones on the way, but I know how to handle them.
A A D A
9 to 3 on weekdays, on the hour Sundays.
D D E E
The Good Lord was calling me, but I wasn't up.
A A D A
From the convent to the rectory and over in the sacristy.
D D E E
I'm a goddamn travesty, and that's just my luck.
Chorus 2:
D A E F#m
Well these lies won't save me.
D A E E
Don't you know, don't you know.
D A E F#m
From the times that made me.
D D E E
Here we go, here we go.
Fill 2:
D D D D
Here we
E E E E
go! Yeah!
Chorus 3:
D A E F#m
Their gang went my way for basketball.
D A E E
My gang went their way for alcohol.
D A E F#m
When we met it wasn't pretty at all.
Bm7 Bm7 D D
Still the bells of St. Mary's
A D A A
kept ringing.
Middle Eight:
D D E E
9 to 3 on weekdays, on the hour Sundays.
D D E E
Jesus Christ was calling me!
Fill 3:
D D D D
Here we
E E E E
go! Yeah!
Chorus 4:
D A E F#m
Their gang went my way for basketball.
D A E E
My gang went their way for alcohol.
D A E F#m
When we met it wasn't pretty at all.
Bm7 Bm7 D D
Still the bells of St. Mary's
A D A A
kept ringing.
Chorus 5:
D A E F#m
Their gang went my way for basketball.
D A E E
My gang went their way for alcohol.
D A E F#m
When we met it wasn't pretty at all.
Bm7 Bm7 D D
Still the bells of
D D A D
St. Mary's were ringing.
A A Bm7 Bm7
The bells of
D D A D
St. Mary's were ringing.
A
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