Artist: Half Man Half Biscuit    http://www.hmhb.co.uk/
Track: We Built This Village On A Trad. Arr. Tune
Album: Achtung Bono
Tabber: Woodshed

INTRO

Riff A

     A          D               B             E
e|-----------------------------|---------------------------------|
B|---14----14----15-14---------|---------------------------------|
G|------14-------------16-14---|------14-16----------------14----|
D|-----------------------------|---16-------14------14-16--------|
A|-----------------------------|---------------------------------|
E|-----------------------------|---------------------------------|

Rpt. x 5

VERSE 1

           A           D          B     E
And in the scout hut debate still rages on

         A         D           B       E
The most dangerous junction in Christendom

          A            D         B     E
And Cathy Staniforth's milk bank opens soon

A          D         B         E
Yonder the Deacon in misguided trousers

A          D         B         E
Yonder the deacon in misguided trousers


CHORUS

   A          D            B         E
We built this village on a trad arr. tune x4

RIFF B

e|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
B|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
G|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
D|-----------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-----2-4-0-----4-5-2-------------0----2--------------------------|
E|-----------------------------0-4---------0-----------------------|

Rpt Riff B


VERSE 2

  A           D            B           E
Maroon is the colour of my true love's hair,

            A            D          B    E
She's got a cross stitch exhibition over there

  A            D                    B            E
A spate of pan fires isn't going to happen round here

   A            D           B           E
It fills me with joy to see moshers out jogging

   A            D           B           E
It fills me with joy to see moshers out jogging

      A        D             B         E
Ain't no local groups called Fuck Your Conglomerate

   A           D               B         E
No narky young upstarts called Fuck Your Conglomerate


CHORUS

   A          D            B         E
We built this village on a trad arr. tune x4

RIFF A x4

VERSE 3

  A         D            B         E
Rehearsals afoot for the Christmas play

            A              D           B             E
It's called Roll A Square, Arthur, and mind what you say

       A          D            B          E
It's a cricketing farce with a thickening plot

    A          D           B            E
Act one, scene one: Brenda Blethyn gets shot

    A        D         B         E
Graduated to solids disturbingly early

    A        D         B         E
Graduated to solids disturbingly early

    A            D            B           E
The Mummers, the poppers, the best of the Coppers

   A            D           B         E
Anyone can join in, so I discarded my jeans

          A    D          B       E
And played...   Pantheus, King of Thebes

         A            D                B            E
And some Bloomsbury peripherals said I had the best line

           A                 D                   B       E
Check your sheds, check your sheds, I think I've lost my mind

CHORUS

   A          D            B         E
We built this village on a trad arr. tune x4

RIFF A x4

BREAKDOWN

A


CHORUS

   A          D            B         E
We built this village on a trad arr. tune x4


OUTRO

      A       D       B     E
e|------------------------------------------------------------------|
B|------------------------------------------------------------------|
G|------------------------------------------------------------------|
D|------------------------------------------------------------------|
A|-----4--0-4-5-4-2-0---0-2--------------0-2------------------------|
E|--------------------4-----0-----0--2-4----------------------------|

Repeat to end
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