Key: F# major•
Verse 1
F#
I was a post-war baby
C#
baby in a small Scots town
B
I was three years old when
C#
we moved down south
F#
C#
Hard times written in
my mother's looks
B
With her widow's pension
F#
and her ration books
C#
Aneurin Bevan took the miners' cause
B
The the House of Commons
C#
in his coal dust voice
F#
We were locked up safe
C#
and warm from the snow
B
With "Life with the Lyons"
F#
on the radio
D#m
And Churchill said to
G#
Louis Mountbatten
D#m
G#
"I just can't stand to see you today
D#m
How could you have gone and given
G#
B
In dia away?"
Mountbatten just frowned,
C#
said "What can I say?
F#
Some of these things slip
C#
through your hands
B
And there's no good talking or
C#
mak ing plans"
F#
B
But Churchill he just flapped his wings
G#m
Said "I don't really care to
G#
C#
A#
discuss these things, but
D#m
G#
F#
Oh, every time I look at you
D#m
G#
I feel so low I don't
C#
know what to do
B
C#
Well every day just seems to
F#
B
F#
bring bad news
C#
Leaves me here with the Post
World War Two Blues"
F#
Verse 2
B
C#
1959 was a very strange time
B
A bad year for Labour and a
C#
good year for wine
F#
C#
Uncle Ike was our American pal
B
And nobody talked about
F#
the Suez Canal
I can still remember the
C#
last time I cried
B
C#
The day that Buddy Holly died
F#
I never met him,
C#
so it may seem strange
B
Don't some people just
F#
affect you that way
D#m
G#
And all in all it was good
D#m
The even seemed to be in
G#
an optimistic mood
D#m
G#
While TW3 sat and laughed at it all
B
Till some began to see
C#
the cracks in the walls
F#
C#
And one day Macmillan was
coming downstairs
B
C#
A voice in the dark caught him unawares
F#
It was Christine Keeler blow
B
ing him a kiss
G#m
He said "I never believed
G#
C#
A#
it could happen like this
D#m
G#
F#
But oh, every time I look at you
D#m
G#
I feel so low I don't
C#
know what to do
B
C#
Well every day just seems to
F#
B
bring bad news
F#
C#
Leaves me here with the post World War Two Blues"
Interlude 1
F#
C#
B
C#
F#
C#
B
F#
D#m
G#
D#m
G#
D#m
G#
B
C#
Verse 3
F#
C#
I came up to London when I was nineteen
B
With a corduroy jacket and
C#
a head full of dreams
F#
C#
In coffee bars I spent my nights
B
F#
Reading Allen Ginsberg, talking civil rights
The day Robert Kennedy
C#
got shot down
B
C#
The world was wearing a deeper frown
F#
C#
And though I knew that we'd lost a friend
B
I always believed we
F#
would win in the end
D#m
'Cause music was the
G#
D#m
scenery
G#
Jimi Hendrix played loud and free
D#m
G#
Sergeant Pepper was real to me
B
Songs and poems were
C#
F#
all you needed
C#
Which way did the sixties go?
B
C#
Now Ramona's in Desolation Row
F#
B
And where I'm going I hardly know
G#m
C#
A#
It surely wasn't like this before but
D#m
G#
F#
B
Oh, every time I look around
D#m
I feel so low my head
G#
C#
seems underground
B
C#
Well every day just seems to
F#
B
bring bad news
F#
C#
Leaves me here with the Post
World War Two Blues
F#
Verse 4
G#m
D#m
G#
F#
Oh, every time I look at you
D#m
G#
I feel so low I don't
C#
know what to do
B
C#
Well every day just seems to
F#
B
bring bad news
F#
C#
Leaves me here with the post
Outro 1
World War Two Blues
F#
G#
B
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