The Pogues - London Girl guitar tab
***LONDON GIRL - by Shane MacGowan
from the EP "Poguetry In Motion"
London Girl - as performed by The Pogues
F
E--------1------------1------------1-----5-3-------|
B--1-3-1---3-1--1-3-1---3-1--1-3-1---3-1-----6-3---|
G--------------------------------------------------|
D--------------------------------------------------|
A--------------------------------------------------|
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Gm Bb
The devil moon took me through the alley
F
Down by the Kardomah and the Centrale
Gm Bb
To the Mews running through the backstreets
F C
Where the Blacks sold fire and sleep
Gm Bb
The devil moon took me out of Soho
F
Up to Camden where the cold north winds blow
Gm Bb
Sucked along by a winter shower
F C
To stand beside your shining tower
Bb C F Bb F Bb
This could be our final dance
Bb C F Bb F Bb
This could be our very last chance
Bb
Just the sound of your voice
Gm Bb
Wherever I may be changes everything
C
And then the world's right with me
F Bb F
You're my London girl
Bb F
The way that you walk
Bb F
You're my london girl
Bb F
The way that you talk
Bb F
You're my london girl
Bb C
Just the sound of your voice
Bb F Bb F Bb
And I ain't got no choice
The light was goinbg out, the moon was dying
The night was turning to a fine Spring morning
The dogs were barking and the kids were shouting
The sun was splashing in a crystal fountain
When the cold winds come to find you
Blowing down from the top of the high rise
I'll come and take you back down to Soho
Away from all those mad men's eyes
This could be our final dance
This could be our very last chance
And if you cut me
Don't you think I feel
Is this body made of clay
Is this heart made of steel
You're my London girl
The way that you walk
You're my London girl
The way that you talk
Just the sound of your voice
I ain't got no choice
F-Bb-F-Bb-F-Bb-F-Bb Gm Bb---| x2
F-----------------------------|Bb-F-Bb-F-Bb-F-Bb Bb Gm Bb C
This could be our final dance
This could be our very last chance
And if you cut me
Don't you think I feel
Is this body made of clay
Is this heart made of steel
You're my London girl
The way that you walk
You're my London girl
The way that you talk
Just the sound of your voice
I ain't got no choice
