• Song:

    Love Ire And Song

  • Artist:

    Frank Turner

CAPO ON 3RD FRET
Intro: D5  D5  D5  D5  G5   A5  A5  (If you pluck the bottom note of each chord 
and then the top three strings, it sounds like how Frank plays the intro)
   
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Well a teacher of mine once told me that life was just a list of 
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disappointments and defeats and you could only do your best, 
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And I said "Well, that's a fucking cop-out, you're just washed up and you're 
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tired, and when I get to your age, well, I won't be such a coward" 
          E5                           G5                  B5
But these days I sit at home, known to shout at my TV and Punk Rock didn't 
                  A5
live up to what I hoped that it could be 
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And all the things that I believed with all my heart when I was young are 
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just coasters for beers and clean surfaces for drugs 
      G5             E5                G5             A5              D5 
And I packed all my pamphlets with my bibles at the back of the shelf 

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Well it was bad enough the feeling, and the first time it hit, when you 
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realised your parents had let the world all go to shit 
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And that the values and ideals for which many had fought and died had been 
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killed off in the committees and left to die by the wayside.
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But it was worse when we turned to the kids on the left and got let down 
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again by some poor excuse for protest 
        E5                       G5                              B5
Yeah by idiot fucking hippies in 50 different factions, who are locked 
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inside some kind of 60's battle re-enactment 
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And I hung-up my banner in disgust and I head for the door  

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Oh but once we were young, and we were crass enough to care 
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But I guess you live and learn, we won't make that mistake again, no 
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Oh but surely just for one day, we could fight and we could win 
                  E5           A5                         E5           A5
And if only for a little while, we could insist on the impossible  

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Well we've been a good few hours drinking, so I'm going to say what everyone's thinking 
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If we're stuck on this ship and it's sinking, then we might as well have a 
D5
parade 
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Cos if it's still going to hurt in the morning and a better plan's yet to get forming
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Then where's the harm spending an evening, in manning the old barricades   

      D5                                         G5            A5
So come on old friends to the streets let's be 1905 but not 1917 
         D5                                                       G5
Let's be heroes, let's be martyrs, let's be radical thinkers who never have 
                  A5
to test drive the least of their dreams.
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Let's divide up the world into the damned and safe and then ride to the 
                     A5
valleys like the old life brigade  
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And straighten our backs and we won't be afraid and they'll celebrate our 
               A5
deaths with a national parade 

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So come on let's be young, let's be crass enough to care 
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Let's refuse to live and learn, let's make all our mistakes again yes 
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And then darling, just for one day, we can fight and we can win 
                    E5        A5                           E5      A5
And if only for a little while, we could insist on the impossible 

          D5                                                        G5
Leave the mourning the to the morning, yes pain can be killed with aspirin 
            A5
tablets and vitamin pills.
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But memories of hope, and glorious defeat are a little bit harder to beat
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