Inspiral Carpets - Sackville

      
 
 Tuning: Standard
 
 Play Cmaj7 as e 0
 B 1 
 G 0
 D 2 
   
 A 2 
 E 0
 
 
     Am         C       Am  C Cmaj7 Am  C      Am   C Cmaj7 
 You once had a home, a job,  a family and pride
 
        C                      Cmaj7              Am         C Am 
 But we all have a price we'll pay when things go wrong inside
 
 C     Cmaj7 Am     C Am           C     Cmaj7 Am C Am 
 Don't wear diamonds,  and now you don't wear gold
 
            C               Cmaj7                 Am        C Am 
 And in the bruises on your face, there's stories to be told
 
        C      Cmaj7 Am      C Am        C  Cmaj7 Am C Am 
 In the shadow of cold stone,  freezing to the bone
 
         C                Cmaj7           Am  C Am 
 But you keep a warm fire burning in your soul
 
               C     Cmaj7   Am          C Am C Cmaj7      Am     
 'cause you're gonna spend a black night,    console a sad man
 
      C                  Cmaj7           Am   
 In a hungry city with a million hungry hearts
 
 Am                G        
 WHEN YOU STAND IN SACKVILLE
 
 F                Cadd9          Am 
 IT'S A DIFFERENT WORLD FROM THE ONE
 
     G                 F                Cadd9 
 YOU KNEW WHERE LITTLE BOYS MEET LITTLE GIRLS
 
 As you tread your path through a jaundiced corridor
 Where each day has no beginning and no end
 There are those out here who claim to be so good
 I suspect that Jesus holidayed in hell
 Oh, what you'd do for a hot drink or a warm coat
 Oh, what you'd give for a means to get you outta here
 It rains upon your head, lines on your face become
 Rivers into which you cry your secret tears, secret tears
 Secret tears, secret tears
 (WHEN YOU) WHEN YOU STAND IN SACKVILLE
 (STAND IN) IT'S A DIFFERENT WORLD FROM THE ONE (SACKVILLE)
 YOU KNEW WHERE LITTLE BOYS MEET LITTLE GIRLS (TREMBLING)
 The first night we saw you, we were laughing at you
 We were hanging on the side of the Cortina
 Oh yeah, you seemed so strong, stronger than a man could ever be
 Laughing with your sisters in the rain
 Dancing on a curbstone, when last you saw her
 But when the trick goes wrong, there's no one there to help her
 There's not a thing that I can do about it
 I guess I'll just go home and write a song about it
 Song about it, write about it, write about it
 (WHEN YOU) WHEN YOU STAND IN SACKVILLE
 (STAND IN) IT'S A DIFFERENT WORLD FROM THE ONE (SACKVILLE)
 YOU KNEW WHERE LITTLE BOYS MEET LITTLE GIRLS (TREMBLING)
 IT'S A COLD AND TREMBLING GIRL (COLD AND)
 LEANS INTO A STRANGE CAR (TREMBLING)
 NODS UNSPOKEN WORDS TO AN UNSEEN DRIVER SITTING THERE
 (GIRL IN SACKVILLE)