Frank Turner

There Are Bad Times Just Around The Corner(Chords)

Frank Turner

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	        RIFF 

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verse 1 
        D               A 
They're out of sorts in Sunderland 
    D                 B7 
And terribly cross in Kent, 
        Em      A 
They're dull in Hull 
        D       B7 
And the Isle of Mull 
   E             A7 
Is seething with discontent, 
        D          A 
They're nervous in Northumberland 
    D                 G 
And Devon is down the drain, 
        F# 
They're filled with wrath 
       Bm 
On the firth of Forth 
    E                   A7 
And sullen on Salisbury Plain, 
   Am     D       G 
In Dublin they're depressed, lads, 
B7                    Em 
Maybe because they're Celts 
    A              A7 
For Drake is going West, lads, 
    E              A7 
And so is everyone else. 
E7      A       A 
Hurray, hurray, hurray! 
RIFF             A7         - strum once 
Misery's here to stay. 

N.C. D Em A D D7 There are bad times just around the corner, G B7 Em There are dark clouds hurtling through the sky A A7 And it's no good whining D Bm About a silver lining E E7 A A7 For we know from experience that they won't roll by, D D7 With a scowl and a frown G G7 We'll keep our peckers down E E7 A A7 And prepare for depression and doom and dread, D Em A D G F# We're going to unpack our troubles from our old kit bag Bm E A D A D And wait until we drop down dead.
verse 2 D A From Portland Bill to Scarborough D B7 They're querulous and subdued Em A And Shropshire lads D B7 Have behaved like cads E A7 From Berwick-on-Tweed to Bude, D A They're mad at Market Harborough D G And livid at Leigh-on-Sea, F# In Tunbridge Wells Bm You can hear the yells E A7 Of woe-begone bourgeoisie. Am D G We all get bitched about, lads, B7 Em Whoever our vote elects, A A7 We know we're up the spout, lads. E A7 And that's what England expects. E7 A A Hurray, hurray, hurray! RIFF A7 - strum once Trouble is on the way.
N.C. D Em A D D7 There are bad times just around the corner, G B7 Em The horizon's gloomy as can be, A A7 There are black birds over D Bm The grayish cliffs of Dover E E7 A A7 And the rats are preparing to leave the BBC D D7 We're an unhappy breed G G7 And very bored indeed E E7 A A7 When reminded of something that Nelson said. D Em A D G F# While the press and the politicians nag nag nag Bm E A D A D We'll wait until we drop down dead.
verse 3 p.m. D A From Colwyn Bay to Kettering D B7 They're sobbing themselves to sleep, Em A The shrieks and wails D B7 In the Yorkshire dales E A7 Have even depressed the sheep. D A In rather vulgar lettering D G A very disgruntled group F# Have posted bills Bm On the Cotswold Hills E A7 - back to open strum To prove that we're in the soup. Am D G While begging Kipling's pardon B7 Em There's one thing we know for sure A A7 If England is a garden E A7 We ought to have more manure. E7 A A Hurray, hurray, hurray! RIFF A7 - strum once Suffering and dismay.
N.C. D Em A D D7 There are bad times just around the corner G B7 Em And the outlook's absolutely vile, A A7 There are Home Fires smoking D Bm From Windermere to Woking E E7 A A7 And we're not going to tighten our belts and smile, smile, smile, D D7 At the sound of a shot G G7 We'd just as soon as not E E7 A A7 Take a hot water bottle and go to bed, D Em A D G F# We're going to un-tense our muscles till they sag sag sag Bm E A D A D And wait until we drop down dead. D Em A D D7 There are bad times just around the corner, G B7 Em We can all look forward to despair, A A7 It's as clear as crystal D Bm From Bridlington to Bristol E E7 A A7 That we can't save democracy and we don't much care D D7 If the Reds and the Pinks G G7 Believe that England stinks E E7 A A7 And that world revolution is bound to spread, D Em A D G F# We'd better all learn the lyrics of the old 'Red Flag' Bm E A D A D And wait until we drop down dead.

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