Out of Luck The King Blues
[G]
VERSE
With the [G]red scrunchie for her [Em]birthday gift,
She [C]scrapes her hair into a [D]Croydon facelift,
[G]Punch drunk love at [Em]sweet 16,
She [C]thumbs a ride to [D]Gretna Green,
Leaving [G]something old for [Em]somewhere new,
To [C]be with someone battered, [D]black and blue,
She [G]turns out her light with a [Em]song to sing,
Grabs her [C]shoulder bag and her [D]Argos ring,
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And she says, [G]
Without a penny[Em], in my pocket,
I’m [C]out of luck in [D]this kind of town, [G]
But I’ve got you[Em], right by my side,
So I [C]won’t let them[D], No I won't let them drag me [G]down,[D] [Em]
[C] So I won’t [D]let them drag me [G]down, [D] [Em]
[C] no I won’t [D]let them drag me [G]down, [D] [Em]
[C] no I won’t [D]let them drag me [G]down, [D] [Em]
He turned from Jack the lad into Jack the dad,
His heart was pure but the town was bad,
He had a broken heart from a broken home,
She heard his breaking voice through a broken phone,
He said “For you girl I’d walk a Swedish mile,
For a Glasgow kiss and a Chelsea smile”,
So he drove til it was morning light,
And the birds will sing him to sleep tonight,
And he says,
Without a penny, in my pocket,
I’m out of luck in this kind of town,
But I’ve got you right by my side,
So I won’t let them drag me down.
--apologies if chords in wrong octave. transposed from my uke without my guitar.
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