Frank Turner - St Christopher Is Coming Home chords

The original capo is on the 2nd but put it where it suit you - I play on the 6th.

Strumming pattern is vaguely 1 2+3+4+ but you'd have to listen to it as I'm not 
great at picking them up.

Into:

C F C G | C F G G | C F C G C C/B


Am             F                 C
Monday morning, comes a-crawling in
                  G                             Am
From another weekend choked with cigarettes and sin
            F                       
I've been busy, so much lately
   C                                G
That every time I get some time to spend 
                         Am
I end up drunk or sleeping in
            C
And I miss you, you're busy too
                    G                   Am
We call each other up when we're messed up
                               F
And say we'll meet in the New Year
                    C                                             G
But it's perfectly clear that we'll do no such thing, come the spring


G                                C              F            C
But when the evening casts its shadows on the corners of my days
          G             C             F
And I am old and I am settled in the place where I will stay
G                    C              F                    C
When my wondering meanderings have finally reached their end
           G                      C             F
Yeah whatever else may be I will not forget my friends

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C G C G | C F C G C


Am              F              C
Friday evening, barely even begins
                          Em                              Am
Before my phone begins to ring with people asking where I am
                        F      
And I can't suppress a smile, we talk a while
 C                            Em                               Am
But chance are that I am far away and so I'm phased out of the plan
                      C        
And that's how I miss out, on another night
              Em                         Am
The kind of night where nothing really happens
                     F
But everything goes down
           C                                      Em                  
And in the end I'm just a promise, to pick up the phone, when I'm in town


G                                C              F            C
But when the evening casts its shadows on the corners of my days
          G             C             F
And I am old and I am settled in the place where I will stay
G                    C              F                    C
When my wondering meanderings have finally reached their end
           G                        C             F
Yeah whatever else may be may my friends remember me


C F C G | C F G G | C F C G | C F C G C
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Thankyou to the person who came up with the previous tab - this is really just a 
reformatting to make it easier to read from - enjoy x