#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## Date: Fri, 8 Dec 1995 14:04:43 GMT+1 From: CHRISTER VARANchrister Varan Subject: CRD: Lucky by Fish Hi, Fish lover. Here's a song I like very much..... - Lucky - from the album "Acustic Session" by Fish D (xx0232@1) C (x32010@1) GD C (x32010@1) G (320003@1)DHe (xx0232@1)met with the world as a Dalkeith boy, Raised from a shaft at Monktonhall CIn (x32010@1)a well oiled cage, GThat (320003@1)locked away his dreams. DAn (xx0232@1)'85 veteran facefrom the gallery, A ghost from the civil war in the family, CHe (x32010@1)stood his ground on the picketline. G'Til (320003@1)all that he was left with, DWere (xx0232@1)his father's cough And his mother's eyes. That would hold a tear For the very first time, C (x32010@1) GWhen (320003@1)the government took his job away. DNow (xx0232@1)fist in hand he'll stand in line. Declare his name and mark his time. C (x32010@1) GTo (320003@1)some the only proof that they're alive. CHORUS: FHe (133211@1)could have been you. _| He could have been me. | D# (x43121@3) | x 2 He could have been anybody | (Bb) F (133211@1) | But he was born lucky. _| F (133211@1) D# (x43121@3) Bb (x1333x@1)FHe (133211@1)mad his first downpayment, On a sharp Italian suit. D# (x43121@3) BbHe (x1333x@1)sewed razor blades into the lapels, FSee (133211@1)him sweating on the dancefloor. Coal dust oozing out of every pore. D#A (x43121@3)hard man with a hard life, BbAnd (x1333x@1)that's a story that he'll tell you, FDown (133211@1)at Easter Road till his throat is raw. On a Saturday, he knows the score, D#Till (x43121@3)the whistle blows and, BbThe (x1333x@1)tempers with their colours fade away. {CHORUS} D (xx0232@1) C (x32010@1) G (320003@1) DOn (xx0232@1)the helipads at Aberdeen Bound for platforms drilling oil rich seas, CWhere (x32010@1)the trawlers are getting fewer GEvery (320003@1)year. DBy (xx0232@1)the furnaces at Ravenscraig, By the padlocks holding John Brown's gates, C (x32010@1) GIn (320003@1)the desert, in the fields of South Armagh, DWhere (xx0232@1)the poppies grow, Behind the Hampden roar, Behind the drums in Genoa. C (x32010@1) GOn (320003@1)the deck that rides a south Atlantic swell, DBorn (xx0232@1)to fight out of the tightest corner. You can bet on him with the odds against you, CThey'll (x32010@1)not put him down GNo (320003@1)matter how hard they try. {CHORUS} Repeat F (133211@1) D# (x43121@3) Bb (x1333x@1)till end. Christer Varan C.Varan@ET.TUDelft.NL