Текст песни с аккордами
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[Intro]
Am
[Verse 1]
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One day Mr Solomons said
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There was a little black cloud over your head
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Anyway you’ve received a threat
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Or so he understands
Dm7 G C
I’m a country lad but I see it too
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How much it’s got to you
Dm7
And now you’re slipping down
E7
Into the shadowlands
[Verse 2]
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My life’s the fighting game
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I keep my cool, I stay the same
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We never mind how bad it is
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In fact we like all your
E7
Showbiz shenanigans
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And Jack wants to help you out
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Is what it’s all about
E7
With Mr Solomons
[Pre-Chorus]
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We like the flashbulbs, pop, pop, pop
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All the razzamatazz
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We like the big nights, the West End lights
E7
And all of that jazz
[Chorus]
Am
And you can bet
Jack is never going back
Am
To Frying Pan Alley
Am
You can bet Jack is never going back
To Frying Pan Alley
[Verse 2]
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He signed me as a prospect, see
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Then something let go in my knee
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But I’m no clapped out punchateer
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Like some of the other ones
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Promoting’s all about the gate
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Information’s worth its weight
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I’m the eyes and ears and it’s great
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With Mr Solomons
[Bridge]
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Daytimes I’ll make the rounds
In every caff and every pub in this part of town
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There’s a mug or a pug
E
And always someone blathering
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It’s gossip calypso all day long
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Who’s the money going on
Dm7
Who’s been training wrong
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Got hurt or struggling
[Bridge 2]
Am
Well I might have a couple with a cornerman
The one with the sponge and bucket
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I’ve maybe got a bottle for a club doorman
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Tickets for a waitress in my pocket
[Instrumental]
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Bm7 E7 Am A7
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[Verse 3]
Dm7 G7 C
She said ‘It’s me or the ring, Jack’ years ago
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So he swapped his gloves for Savile Row
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Jack’s no pushover though
E7
He likes that story told
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Behind the pinstripe buttonhole
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Behind the yellow rose
E7
Beats a heart of gold
Dm7 G C
Now he’s got me something new
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Which is to look out for you
Dm7 E7
I said, ‘I’d be happy to, Mr Solomons’
[Verse 4]
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One day Mr Solomons said
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‘London, son, we have got some hard pavements’
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There’s more to the man than the motto read
Am
On the wall above his head
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‘Winners win, losers make their own arrangements’
[Outro]
Am
You can bet Jack is never going back
To Frying Pan Alley
Am
Yeah, you can bet Jack is never going back
To Frying Pan Alley
Am
You can bet Jack is never going back
To Frying Pan Alley
Am
Yeah, you can bet Jack is never going back
To Frying Pan Alley
Am
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