***Birmingham Six - by Shane MacGowan
from the album "If I Should Fall From Grace With God"

Birmingham Six - as performed by the Pogues

           DThere (xx0232@1)were six men in Birmingham
   G (320003@1)               DIn (xx0232@1)Guildford there's four
DThat (xx0232@1)were picked up and tortured
    G (320003@1)           AAnd (x02220@1)framed by the law
        DAnd (xx0232@1)the filth got promotion
                        GBut (320003@1)they're still doing time
          DFor (xx0232@1)being Irish in the wrong place
    G (320003@1)          AAnd (x02220@1)at the wrong time

   D (xx0232@1)                      G (320003@1)        DIn (xx0232@1)Ireland they'll put you away in the Maze
D (xx0232@1)                             G (320003@1)          AIn (x02220@1)England they'll keep you for several long days
    D (xx0232@1)                                     GGod (320003@1)help you if ever you're caught on these shores
    D (xx0232@1)                           G (320003@1)               AThe (x02220@1)coppers need someone and they walk through that door

          DYou'll (xx0232@1)be counting years
      GFirst (320003@1)five then ten
A7 (x02020@1)             DGrowing (xx0232@1)old in a lonely hell
D (xx0232@1)                    GRound (320003@1)the yard and the stinking cell
     A (x02220@1)              DFrom (xx0232@1)wall to wall and back again

A curse on the judges, the coppers and screws
Who tortured the innocent wrongly accused
For the price of promotion
And justice to sell
May the judged be the judges
When they rot down in hell

You'll be counting years
First five then ten
Growing old in a lonely hell
Round the yard and the lousy cell
From wall to wall and back again

Break: [C,D] [C,D] [C,D] [C,A]

May the whores of the empire lie awake in their beds
And sweat as they count out their sins in their heads
While over in Ireland eight more men lie dead
Kicked down and shot in the back of the head

You'll be counting years
First five then ten
Growing old in a freezing hell
Round the yard and the lousy cell
From wall to wall and back again

Counting years
First five then ten
Growing old in a lonely hell
Round the yard and the lousy cell
From wall to wall and back again

Break: [C,D] [C,D] [C,D] [C,D] [C,D] [C,D] [C,D] [C,A]