Fairport Convention - Our Bus Rolls On

      [Intro]
D  C  G  D  C  G  D  C  G  A  x2
[Chorus]
              D
Our bus rolls on
                   G         D
To another town, a different song
                  G     D
And the audiences come along
                 G      Em
To hear the music play
                   D
So together we can walk awhile
                        G       D
Bring your fiddle tune, dancing style
                        C     G
And we're ready for the weary mile
      A           G
It's another day

[Verse]
A                         G
Peggie on the bass with a smiling face
   C                G
He loves the Breton waves
C                       G
Never more happy in the seaside air
         Am                D
With his sunburnt face, he plays
                   G
Simon picks such a cool guitar
       C          G
From a California maker
   C                  G
He came along for the very first song
 Am                D
Original mover and shaker

[Chorus]
              D
Our bus rolls on
                   G         D
To another town, a different song
                  G     D
And the audiences come along
                 G      Em
To hear the music play
                   D
So together we can walk awhile
                        G       D
Bring your fiddle tune, dancing style
                        C     G
And we're ready for the weary mile
      A           G
It's another day

[Verse]
A                    G
Ric's so hip, he's a fiddler fine
     C               G
With beautiful instrumentals
      C               G
He'll take you to Portmeirion
       Am                 D
On the black-and-white TV rental
               G
Gerry sits and keeps the pace
    C               G
His way is time and groove
  C           G
A giant of percussive sound
    Am                      D
His hands are always on the move

[Instrumental]
              D
While the bus rolls

D   A   D   A   D   A   G  A  D
D   A  G6/B  D   A
D   A  G6/B  G  A  D
D   G  Em   A
D  A  D  A  D  A  D
D   G  Em   A
D  A  D  A  D  A  D
D  C  G  D  C  G  D  C  G  A   D  C

[Verse]
A                     G
I love strings, those kind of things
   C               G
To write a song or two
  C                    G
I have no fear when my friends appear
     Am            D
It's all I want to do
                     G
The time it goes and comes around
C               G
Fifty years and counting
       C                  G
Here's to the band called family
    Am                   D
And those blown off that mountain

[Chorus]
              D
Our bus rolls on
                   G         D
To another town, a different song
                  G     D
And the audiences come along
                 G      Em
To hear the music play
                   D
So together we can walk awhile
                        G       D
Bring your fiddle tune, dancing style
                        C     G
And we're ready for the weary mile
             A
It's another day

[Outro]
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D  A  G   D    C  D    C  D  x2
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