Time for Heroes ukulele

Time for Heroes

• A

Introdução:A(10x) 
 
                 D      F#m 
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot 
Bm 
Shovelled up like muck 
G 
Set the night on fire 
F#m     D                     F#m 
Wombles bleed truncheons and shields 
           G              A 
You know I cherish you my love 
               D                    F#m 
But there's a rumour spread nasty disease around town 
Bm                                 G 
Caught around the houses with your trousers down 
         F#m                D           F#m 
A willy willy willy head rush in the bush 
           G              A 
You know I cherish you my love 
         G              A          A G# G 
Oh how i cherish you my love 
                     Bb 
Tell me what can you want  
                   D                 D7 
When you've got it all I've seen is obscene 
                   G                  E 
Time will strip it away, a year and a day 
         A 
And Bill Bones, 
 
Bill Bones knows what I mean 
         D                F#m 
Yes it's eating, no it's chewing me up 
           Bm                        G 
It's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood 
       F#m   
And it's all 
     D         F#m      G 
It's all in my hands   
                   A 
And its all up the walls 
    D                F#m              
The stale chips are up and the hopes stakes are down 
          Bm                  G               F#m 
Its these ignorant faces that bring this town down 
             D                F#m 
Yeah I sighed and sunken with pride 
         G                       A 
You know passed myself down on my knees 
      G                       A         A G# G 
Yes I passed myself down on my knees 
                         Bb 
Now tell me what can you want  
                   D                D7 
When you've got it all I've seen is obscene 
                   G                  E 
Time will strip it away, a year and a day 
         A 
And Bill Bones, 
 
Bill Bones knows what I mean 
          D          F#m 
There are fewer more distressing sights than that 
      Bm              G 
Of an Englishman in a baseball cap 
    F#m   D                       F#m 
And we'll die in the class we were born 
         G                   A 
That's a class of our own my love 
  G                   A 
A class of our own my love 
 
Solo:D F#m Bm G F#m D F#m G A (2x) 
 
D       F#m     Bm       G F#m 
Aaaaaaa Aaaaaaa Aaaaaaa  
 
D       F#m       G A 
Aaaaaaa Aaaaaaa  
 
                D       F#m 
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot 
Bm 
Shovelled up like muck 
G 
Set the night on fire 
F#m     D                    F#m 
Wombles bleed truncheons and shields 
           G              A 
You know I cherish you my love 
      G              A 
And I cherish you my love. 
 
Final:A(3x) B C# D 
 

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