(-) My Country (G) Sou(C)oul, (G) sou(C)oul, (G) sou(C)ou(D)oul
my country (G) soul
II: G – C –
G – C – G – C – D :II
By the (G) light of a (C) cash machine
I (G) slip into
a (C) hollow dream
The (G) sirens are like (C) animals
a(G)round this foreign (D) town
It (G) seems
I’m never (C) far
From the (G) bedsit or the (C) bar
I (G) spent a lifetime (C) waiting
for (D) things to turn
a(G)round
But to(D)night,
I’ll (C) let this city (G) go
Close my (D) eyes,
I (C) reach
back (G) inside until I (D) find -
(-) My Country (G) Sou(C)oul, (G) sou(C)oul, (G) sou(C)ou(D)oul
I’m
(G) buskin’ on the (C) underground
(G) Strums an old fa(C)miliar sound
(G) Singing of the (C) fields -
That
(G) I left be(D)hind
No(G) body saw it (C) coming
The (G) money started (C) running
It (G) was either
(C) fly away
or (D) take my place in (G) line
But to(D)night,
I’ll (C) let this city (G)
go
Close my (D) eyes,
I (C) reach back (G) inside until I (D) find -
(-) My Country (G) Sou(C)oul, (G) sou(C)oul,
(G) sou(C)ou(D)oul
My Country (G) Sou(C)oul, (G) sou(C)oul, (G) sou(C)ou(D)oul
my country (G) soul
