A brilliant song from the wonderful 10-piece Fisherman's Friends of Port Isaac in 
Cornwall. I'm not sure about a couple of the chords, but this works fine for me.

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CHORUS:
G                C
Come, all you no hopers,
    G          D
you jokers and rogues
      G              C
we're on the road to nowhere,
           G            D
let's find out where it goes
G             D             C          D
It might be a ladder to the stars, who knows
      G          C
Come, all you no hopers,
    D          G
you jokers and rogues. 

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VERSE 1:
G              C              G                 D
Leave all your furrows in the fields where they lie
     G             C
Your factories and offices; 
G             D
kiss them all goodbye 
G             D                  C            D
Have a little faith in the dream maker in the sky 
        C     D    C       D
There's glory in believing him 
         G            C        D
and it's all in the beholder's eye. 

CHORUS

VERSE 2:
Turn off your engines and slow down your wheels 
Suddenly your master plan loses its appeal 
Everybody knows that this reality's not real 
So raise a glass to all things past and celebrate how good it feels. 

CHORUS

BRIDGE:
 D           C              G
Awash on the sea of our own vanity 
            D            C       G
We should rejoice in our individuality 
       C         D            C       D          D
Though it's gale force, let's steer a course for sanity

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CHORUS

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CHORUS, slowing to finish on last line