Days Gone By Jon Boden
Lying on the mot[C]orway this morning,
I [C]thought I heard a distant thunder rolling,
So [Am]I lay so [G]still on the [C]motor[F]way,
?Till the [C]cavalcade came screaming past like hellhounds in my ears,
It was [Am]over in a [G]moment, the [C]wind like a [F]tornado,
The [Am]sweet perfume of [G]petrol like a [C]lovers parting [F]kiss,
Then I [Am]closed my [G]eyes on the [C]motor[F]way,
And I d[C]reamed about the days gone by, brave boys,
I d[C]reamed about the days gone by.
L[C]ying on the motorway this evening,
The [C]gypsies came up close while I was sleeping,
So [Am]quietly [G]down the [C]motor[F]way,
[C]Pulling their possessions in the cover of the night,
They [Am]too had seen the [G]whirlwind, the [C]shining black pro[F]cession,
[Am]Screaming past like [G]gods ascending [C]through a tarmac [F]sky,
So [Am]they hid thems[G]elves by the [C]motor[F]way,
And [C]dreamed about the days gone by, brave boys,
They [C]dreamed about the days gone by.
And [Am]what were they d[G]oing, those p[C]eople from the [F]government?
Burning [Am]sacrificial [G]gasoline to k[C]eep the dogs at [F]bay.
And there were [Am]shadows in the [G]hedgerows and [C]strange lights from the [F]sliproads,
So we [C]huddle on the motorway, brave boys,
We [C]huddled on the motorway
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