THE SMITHS
The Boy With The Thorn In His Side
Tom: G
Intro: (C D) G
    D                         Am
The boy with the thorn in his side
           C              D
Behind the hatered there lies
 G            
A murderous desire
D    Am     C   D
For love
             G            D
How can they look into my eyes
                      Am     C   D
And still they don't believe me
             G                 D
How can they hear me say those words
                 Am       C D
Still they don't believe me
                    G        D
And if they don't believe me now
          Am             C
Will they ever believe me?
 D                  G        D
And if they don't believe me now
            Am
Will they ever believe me?
C  D  C  D  C  D  C Cmaj7 Dsus4  C  D
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh, ohhh
     D                        Am
The boy with the thorn in his side
            C             D
Behind the hatered there lies
  G            D
A plundering desire
    Am     C   D
For love
             G                     D
How can they see the love in our eyes
                       Am       C   
And still they don't believe us
           D       G    Am D
And after all this time
                  Am         C
They don't want to believe us
        D            G       D
And if they don't believe us now
          Am      C
Will they ever believe us?
    D       G
And when you want to live
            Am    D
How do you start?
Where do you start?
Am             (C D)
Where do you go?
Who do you need to know?

 

Unloveable
Tom: D
Intro:D, C, G, A (2 X)
I know I'm unloveable,
D   C         G       A      D
you don't have to tell me,
C                  G       A
I don't have much in my life, 
              D         C   G  
but take it it's yours..
   A             D C G A
* I don't have much in my life,
              D         C   G 
but take it it's yours.
   A             D C G  A
I know I'm unloveable,
D  C          G       A     D
You don't have to tell me, 
C                  G        A
for message received loud and clear, loud and clear,
   F#m              G                           Em
message received...
                      Bm,  G,  A-A
I don't have much in my life,
D             C          G      
but take it it's yours.
   A             D C G A
I don't have much in my life, but take it it's yours....
             D          C G      A             D  C  G  A 
(repeat from *, then continue on)
I wear black on the outside, because
        D            C   
black is how i feel on the inside.
G                  A       D  C  G  A
I wear black on the outside, because
        D            C    
black is how i feel on the inside.
G                 A         D  C  G  A
And if i seem a little strange,
          D             C   G    
well that's because i am.
     A                D C  G  A
And if i seem a little strange, well
          D             C   G
that's because I am.
A                D  C  G  A
I know that you would like me,
F#m                           G
if only you could see me,
If only you would meet me.
Em                        Bm  G  A-A
I don't have much in my life,
D             C          G
but take it it's yours...
   A              D  C  G  A
I don't have much in my life,
              D       C  G
but take it it's yours  
    A             D  C  G  A
F#m,  G,  Em,     Bm  G  A-A(and on and on....)
*the end*
                          
Well I Wonder
Tom: D
Intro:Bm7(+9)   Gmaj7(+9)   Bm7(+9)   Gmaj7(+9)   Bm7   A  Bm7  GMaj7(+9)
D                    F#m            Bm7               A  Bm7            
        Well I wonder...do you hear me when you sleep?
 Gmaj7(+9)       A  G A
I...hoarsely cry        
D                    F#m           Bm              A  Bm        
        Well I wonder...do you see me when we pass?
 Fmaj7(+9)   A   G A    Em      
I...half die
                      Gmaj7(+9)     A   G A  Em 
Please keep me in mind...
                      Gmaj7(+9)     A   G A             
Please keep me in mind.
Bm7(+9)         Gmaj7(+9)
D       F#m              Bm7             Gmaj7(+9)
        Gasping...but somehow still alive.
            Em                     Gmaj7(+9)  A   G  A  D     F#m       
This is the fierce last stand of all I am........gasping dying
       Bm7               Gmaj7(+9)
but some-how still alive
          Em                Gmaj7(+9)   A   G A    Em        Gmaj7(+9)
This is the final stand of all I am         Please...keep me in mind...
Repeat Intro
Instrumental:D/F#m/Bm7/Gmaj7(+9)/Em/Gmaj7(+9)/A G A   Repeat this bit once
             Em/Gmaj7(+9)/A G A                    ...And Repeat this bit also

Vicar In A Tutu
Tom: E
E
I was minding my business lifting some lead off
E
The roof of the Holy Name Church
E
It was worthwhile living a laughable life
E
Just to set my eyes on a blistering sight
                C#m
Of a vicar in a tutu
He~s not strange
        A                           B
He just wants to live his life this way
E
A scanty bit of a thing with a decorative ring
E
That wouldn~t cover the head of a child
E
As Rose collects the money in the cannister
E
Who comes sliding down the banister
               C#m
The vicar in a tutu
He~s not strange
        A                           B
He just wants to live his life this way
E
The monkish monsignor with a head full of plaster
E
Said, -my man, get your vile soul dry-cleaned-
E
As Rose counts the money in the cannister
E
As natural as rain he dances again
           C#m
Vicar in a tutu
Oh yeah
   A    B
Oh yeah...
E     E     E     E
           C#m
Vicar in a tutu
Oh yeah
   A      B
Oh yeah...
E
The next day in the pulpit with freedom and ease
E
Combating ignorance, dust and disease
E
As Rose counts the money in the cannister
E
As natural as raihe dances again and again and again
                    C#m
And the fabric of a tutu
Any man could get used to
    A             B
And I am a living sign
             C#m     A   B
I~m a living sign....
             C#m     A   B
I~m a living sign....

 

There is a Light that Never Goes Out
Tom: Am
Intro: Am F G
Am G       Am G   F    C G
   Take me out tonight
              Am                G
where there's music and there's people
        Am        G F  C G
who are young and alive
Am      G       Am  G
Driving in your car
  F                      C
I never never want to go home
G                 Am      G Am G
because I haven't got one
   F    C G
anymore
Am G       Am G   F    C G
   Take me out tonight
          Am          G
because I want to see people and I
Am          G      F C G
want to see lights
Am      G       Am  G
Driving in your car
   F                    C
oh please don't drop me home
G                Am            G
because it's not my home, it's their
              Am         G     F C G
home, and I'm welcome no more
Chorus:
  Em F
  G        C             Am
  And if a double-decker bus
  F               G
  crashes into us
            C
  to die by your side
         F               G
  such a heavenly way to die
           C         Am
  And if a ten ton truck
  F                    G
  kills the both of us
            C
  to die by your side
      F                         G
  the pleasure the privilege is mine
Am G       Am G   F    C G
   Take me out tonight
           Am                G    Am G F C G
oh take me anywhere, I don't care
           Am       G    Am
And in the darkened underpass
  G          F                               C G
I thought Oh God, my chance has come at last
            Am           G
(but then a strange fear gripped me and I
Am            G    F C G
just couldn't ask)
Am G       Am G   F    C G
   Take me out tonight
        Am                G    Am G F C G
take me anywhere, I don't care
     Am      G       Am  G
Just driving in your car
  F                      C
I never never want to go home
G                 Am      G Am G
because I haven't got one
          F       C G
I haven't got one
Chorus
Am         G            Am         G
There is a light and it never goes out
F                       C          G
There is a light and it never goes out

 

Shoplifters of the World
Tom :E
E                                 D  A  E                              D A E 
Learn to love me assemble the ways       Now today tomorrow and always
My only weakness is a listed crime       My only weakness is well nevermind 
                                                                nevermind   C D G
CHORUS:
G    C              Am  C D G    C            Am   C D G        
Shoplifters of the world       Unite and take over
G    C              Am                  G             C             Am
Shoplifters of the world       hand it over, hand it over, hand it over
E                                 D A E                              D A E
Learn to love me assemble the ways      Now today tomorrow and always
E                                   D A E
My only weakness is a list of crimes  
E                                                               C D G
but night the plans of a future war was all I saw on Channel 4
CHORUS  then instrumental 1st verse then instrumental chorus then ...
CHORUS (alternate words):
G            C                Am
A heartless hand on my shoulder  a push and it's over
G    C             Am                           
alabaster crashes down, six months is a long time
G       C                  Am                  G          C      Am
tried living in the real world, instead of a shell but before I began
        G             C    Am   C D G
I was bored before I even began
Shoplifters of the world unite and take over (2X)
Shoplifters of the world ... hand it over.

 

Asleep
Tom: C
 C          FM7
 Sing me to sleep
 Am         FM7
 Sing me to sleep
     G          G7  G6
 I'm tired and I
   FM7
 I want to go to bed
 C          FM7
 Sing me to sleep
 Am         FM7    G
 Sing me to sleep
 G7  G6   FM7
 And then leave me alone
 G
 Don't try to wake me in the morning
          G7   G6 FM7    G
 'Cause I will be gone
 Don't feel bad for me
        G7  G6 FM7
 I want you to know
 G    
 Deep in the cell of my heart
               FM7
 I will feel so glad to go
 C          FM7
 Sing me to sleep
 Am         FM7
 Sing me to sleep
         G
 I don't want to wake up
 G7 G6 FM7
 On my own anymore
 C         FM7
 Sing to me
 Am        FM7
 Sing to me
         G
 I don't want to wake up
 G7 G6 FM7          G
 On my own anymore
 Don't feel bad for me
        G7  G6 FM7
 I want you to know
 G
 Deep in the cell of my heart
          FM7
 I really want to go
           G             FM7
 There is another world
            G            C
 There is a better world
             FM7     Am
 Well, there must be
       FM7           G
 Well, there must be
 C    FM7   Am   FM7   G   [repeated to fade]
 Bye bye.

 


Cemetery Gates 
Tom :G
Intro: C   D   G   Gmaj7
       C   D   G   Gmaj7
       C   D   G   Gmaj7
       C   D   G   Gmaj7
                      G
                      A dreaded sunny day
                                                      C
                      So I meet you at the cemetery gates
                                  D           Em       D   C
                      Keats and Yeats are on your side
                      G
                      A dreaded sunny day
                                                      C
                      So I meet you at the cemetery gates
                                  D           Em       D   C
                      Keats and Yeats are on your side
                              D          G
                      While Wilde is on mine
                      G                                         C
                      So we go inside and we gravely read the stones
                                                   D
                      All those people all those lives
                                    Em D C
                      Where are they now?
                             G
                      With loves, with hates
                                              C
                      And passions just like mine
                      They were born
                                      D
                      And then they lived
                                   Em D C
                      And then they died
                      Which seems so unfair
                      D              G
                      And I want to cry
                                     Bm
                      You say: "ere thrice the sun hath door
                                         G
                      Salutation to the dawn"
                               Bm                        G
                      And you claim these words as your own
                           C                   D
                      But I'm well read, have heard them said
                                 Em                       C
                      A hundred times (maybe less, maybe more)
                              G
                      If you must write prose and poems
                                                        C
                      The words you use should be your own
                                           D      Em D C
                      Don't plagiarise or take "on loan"
                                        G
                      There's always someone, somwhere
                                             C
                      With a big nose, who knows
                                                 D
                      And who trips you up and laughs
                              Em D C
                      When you fall
                                               D
                      Who'll trip you up and laugh
                                G
                      When you fall
                                     Bm                G
                      You say: "ere long done do does did"
                       Bm                             G
                      Words which could only be your own
                           C
                      You then produce the text
                             D
                      From whence was ripped
                                   Em     C
                      (some dizzy whore, 1804)
                                  G
                      A dreaded sunny day
                      So let's go where we're happy
                                                      C
                      And I meet you at the cemetery gates
                                  D           Em       D   C
                      Keats and Yeats are on your side
                                  G
                      A dreaded sunny day
                      So let's go where we're wanted
                                                       C
                      And I meet you at the cemetery gates
                                  D           Em       D   C
                      Keats and Yeats are on your side - but you lose
                              D          G
                      While Wilde is on mine

 

Is It Really So Strange?
Tom: E
Intro:  E   E   E   A   B
                                 E
                      I left the North
                      I traveled South
                      I found a tiny house
                        A              B        E
                      I can~t help the way I feel
                      A      B         E
                      oh yes you can kick me
                      and you can punch me
                      and you can break my face
                              A                B        E
                      but you won~t change the way i feel
                      A             E
                      Cause i love you
                                G#m    C#m F#m     B    E
                      And is it really so  strange?
                                G#m    C#m F#m     B    E
                      Oh, is it really so  strange?
                                G#m        C#m       F#m     B-Bb-A
                      Oh, is it really so, really so strange?
                                        B
                      I say NO, you say YES
                                          D
                      (but you will still change your mind)
                          D-Eb-  E
                      I left the South
                      I traveled North
                      I got confused- I killed a horse
                        A              B        E
                      I can~t help the way I feel
                      A       B        E
                      Oh yes, you can punch me
                      and you can buck me
                      and you can break my spine
                              A                B       E
                      but you won~t change the way I feel
                      A             E
                      Cause I love you
                                G#m    C#m F#m     B    E
                      And is it really so  strange?
                                G#m    C#m F#m     B    E
                      Oh, is it really so  strange?
                                G#m        C#m       F#m     B-Bb-A
                      Oh, is it really so, really so strange?
                                        B
                      I say NO, you say YES
                                                      D
                      (but you will still change your mind)
                      D-D-Eb-E
                      E    E    A    B
                                 E
                      I left the North again
                      I left the South again
                      I got confused- I killed a nun
                        A              B       E
                      I CAN~T HELP THE WAY I FEEL
                        A              B       E
                      I CAN~T HELP THE WAY I FEEL
                        A              B       E
                      I CAN~T HELP THE WAY I FEEL
                      A                         E
                      (I lost my bag in Newport Pagnell)
                                 G#m  C#m      F#m     B    E
                      Why is the last mile the hardest mile
                         G#m        C#m           F#m         B    E
                      My throat was dry, with the sun in my eyes
                            G#m     C#m    F#m   B-Bb-A
                      And I realised, I realised 
                      That I could never
                              B                   D      D-D-Eb-E
                      I could never, never, never go home again

 

Panic
Tom: G
Intro: C    D    Bb    F
                      G                         Em
                      Panic on the streets of London
                      G                          Em
                      Panic on the streets of Birmingham
                          C         D     Bb    F
                      I wonder to myself
                        G                 Em
                      Could life ever be sane again
                               G                          Em
                      On the Leeds side streets that you slip down
                          C         D     Bb    F
                      I wonder to myself.
                        G                      Em
                      Hope's may rise under Grasmeres
                      G                         Em
                      But honeypie, you're not safe here
                                   C
                      So you run down
                                             D    Bb    F
                      To the safety of the town.
                                    G                        Em
                      But there's panic on the streets of Carlisle,
                        G                 Em
                      Dublin, Dundee, Humberside
                          C         D
                      I wonder to myself.
                      Bb    F    Em    Bm    D
                      Bb    F    Em    Bm    D
                       G             Em
                      Burn down the disco,
                       G               Em
                      Hang the blessed D.J.,
                                    C                         D
                      Because the music that they constantly play,
                                 G                Em
                      It says nothing to me about my life,
                       G               Em
                      Hang the blessed D.J.,
                                    C                         D     Bb    F
                      Because the music that they constantly play,
                               G                          Em
                      On the Leeds side streets that you slip down,
                                 G                Em
                      On the provincial towns you jog round,
                               C                              D
                      Hang the D.J., hang the D.J., hang the D.J.
                               C                              D
                      Hang the D.J., hang the D.J., hang the D.J.
                               C                              D
                      Hang the D.J., hang the D.J., hang the D.J.
                       Bb   F   G             Em
                      Hang the D.J., hang the D.J.,
                                G             Em
                      Hang the D.J., hang the D.J.,
                               C                              D
                      Hang the D.J., hang the D.J., hang the D.J.
                       Bb   F   G             Em
                      Hang the D.J., hang the D.J.,
 
Sheila take a Bow 
Tom: E
Intro: B

 

           E            D                  A
 Is it wrong to want to live on your own?
 E            A                         C#m
 No, it's not wrong - but I must know
         E      D         A
 How can someone so young
 E    A                B
 Sing words so sad?
   E            D             F#m
 Sheila take a, Sheila take a bow
          C                 D          E
 Boot the grime of this world in the crotch dear
                 D         F#m
 And don't go home tonight
                       C               D             E      C
 Come out and find the one that you love and who loves you
                      D            E      B
 The one that you love and who loves you, oh
           E         D               A
 Is it wrong not to always be glad
 E            A                      C#m
 No, it's not wrong - but I must add
         E      D        A
 How can someone so young
 E    A               B
 Sing words so sad?
    E           D             F#m
 Sheila take a, Sheila take a bow
          C                 D             E
 Boot the grime of this world in the crotch dear
                  D       F#m
 And don't go home tonight
                       C                D            E       C
 Come out and find the one that you love and who loves you
                     D             E      B
 The one that you love and who loves you, oh
             E       D         F#m
 Take my hand and off we stride
    C     D        E
 Oh la la la la la la la la
                     D       F#m
 You're a girl and I'm a boy
 C     D        E      C
 La la la la la la la la
       D           E
 La la la la la la
             E      D          F#m
 Take my hand and off we stride
    C     D        E
 Oh la la la la la la la la
                    D        F#m
 I'm a girl and you're a boy
 C     D          E   C
 La la la la la la
       D          E
 La la la la la la
                D           F#m
 Sheila take a, Sheila take bow
 C     D        E
 La la la la la la la la
                     D            F#m
 Throw your homework onto the fire
      C                D               E  C
 Come out and find the one that you love
                       D                Em7
 Come out and find the one that you love