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Southern Nights chords by Burnt Tomorrow

  • G

  • C

  • D

  • Em

  • Bm

    2
  • Am

Intro 1
G
C
D
G
D
C
G
C
D
G
D
C
Verse 1
G
C
It seems like now,
D
when I'm tired and beat
C
and my day is done
G
C
G
D
It's not long till, my phone would ring,
C
G
and my night's begun, and I promise myself,
C
G
D
I'll behave this time,
C
and I won't get drunk,
G
but then 3am comes round,
C
D
And we're not gonna finish
C
Em
till every last drop has been sunk
D
So by the end,
Em
D
C
we're gonna be quite aside
G
So raise your glass,
D
C
Bm
to Southern
D
C
G
C
G
D
Here's to Southern Night
C
G
The troubles in my life,
C
they haven't gone
D
But my family and my friends
C
won't let the sadness linger on
D
C
G
They've opened up new doors to me
C
Now at last I finally see
D
G
D
I'll never spend another day
C
Living mediocrity
G
Or go home
C
It's been long
D
C
That I can't suppress the tears that flow
G
C
I won't be that day I'll go out again,
D
G
cos that strange coloured turtle
D
C
is calling our name
Em
D
But we'll stay off the shots,
Em
D
C
cos they're like our kryptonite
G
D
C
So raise your glass to Saga,
G
D
C
G
C
G
it's the southern night
D
G
Em
Sat in a bar, we've been here before
Am
C
G
It's nice when it's familiar
Em
Here we dwell as the hours fell
Am
C
And we head up to
G
the place of dogs and bells
D
Em
I like this place, I must confess
Am
C
Cause the nights we have
G
are always at their best
D
Em
So in those days, I will remain
Am
C
Oh, I long to grab my old guitar and play
G
D
And sing a whole,
Em
C
G
D
C
D
sing my song
Em
C
What a perfect way for
G
evenings to begin
D
Em
I'll sing, oh -ho, sing my song
C
To remind us of the days
G
of old Boston home
D
Em
C
I'll sing, oh -ho, sing my song
Em
D
The hours pass,
Em
D
C
and we're starting to see the light,
G
Am
so raise your glass.
G
Am
G
Am
G
C
Em
We don't know where we're heading,
D
we have no plan
Em
D
C
But it's gonna turn out just right
G
C
Raise your glass, have a drink
Bm
Call your friends,
D
C
G
it's time to make our supper tonight you
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