Smiths - The Queen Is Dead chords

THE QUEEN IS DEAD  (6.24)

Guitar Tuning: Capo on 2nd fret

CHORDS:
     G A G#m B  D  E
 F#:-1-3--2--0--0--0-----|
 C#:-1-3--2--2--1--3-----|
  A:-2-4--3--2--0--0-----|
  E:-3-5--4--2--2--4-----|
  B:---------0--3--5-----|
 F#:---------------------|

  INTRO: G  A  G#m  G
         B
Farewell to this land's cheerless marches
hemmed in like a boar between arches
her very Lowness with her head in a sling
                           D                     E
I'm truly sorry but it sounds like a wonderful thing
B
I say Charles don't you ever crave
to appear on the front of the Daily Mail
D                         E             G    A   G#m   G
dressed in your Mother's bridal veil?
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         B
And so I checked all the registered historical facts
and I was shocked into shame to discover
how I'm the 18th pale descendent
           D           E
of some old queen or other
    B
Oh has the world changed, or have I changed?
oh has the world changed, or have I changed?
some nine year old tough who peddles drugs
                           D                            E G  A G#m  G
I swear to God, I swear I never even knew what drugs were
     B
So I broke into the Palace
with a sponge and a rusty spanner
she said: "Eh, I know you, and you cannot sing"
                                      D          E
I said: "that's nothing - you should hear me play piano"
     B
We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
and talk about precious things
but when you are tied to your mother's apron
         D              E     G   A   G#m  G
no-one talks about castration
   B
We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
and talk about precious things
like love and law and poverty
 D                      E
these are the things that kill me

(same as above)
We can go for a walk where it's quiet and dry
and talk about precious things
but the rain that flattens my hair
these are the things that kill me
            B
Passed the pub that saps your body
and the church who'll snatch your money
             D
the Queen is dead, boys
            E
and it's so lonely on a limb

Pass the pub that wrecks your body
and the church, all they want is your money
the Queen is dead, boys
and it's so lonely on a limb
B                D              E
Life is very long, when you're lonely
life is very long, when you're lonely
life is very long, when you're lonely
life is very long, when you're lonely

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