Good Old Days

           F           G Am
Won’t you meet me down, down by 
Barrack Street
           F               
Where the sailors all come in 
Dm                Am
to greet their families
           F            G  
I heard an auld one speak of 
    Am
the emergency
       F       Dm              Am
Hiding coal under a baby in its pram

[Verse 2]
                   F
That’s where my mother’s mother
                Am
Was raised on bread and butter
               F              Dm  
Mapping those streets in the 
           Am
creases of her palm
   F                            
Father converged on the bars and 
    Am
prepared
           F      Dm          Am
For the coming of the glimmer man

[Chorus]
          Am                     F
We won’t shed no tears for the good 
old days
         Dm                      
But for talk’s sake, we can mourn 
             Am
them in a song
                                F
And the truth be told, they’re what 
made us up
           Dm
I say God bless you
                             Am
And bless all who belong to thee

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[Verse 3]
           F           G Am
Won’t you meet me down by the pork 
factory houses
              F                 G 
Where the bicycles are all 
       Am
traveling in unison
            F                      
Where the latch is forever left on 
        Am
every door
             F      Dm      
Keep your eyes peeled for the 
    Am
peelers in the dark

[Verse 4]
         F             G
We had love, not money
       Am                   G
And to those that stung me
  F                            
I would greet them all with the 
     Dm        Am
tipping of my cap
            Fmaj7                G
So, let’s escape and go to a 
     Am
picture show
 Am          F               
In the picture house where the 
      Dm                Am
navvies and the banshees roam

[Chorus]
          Am.                      
We won’t shed no tears for the good 
F
old days
         Dm                      
But for talk’s sake, we can mourn 
             Am
them in a song
                                F
And the truth be told, they’re what 
made us up
           Dm
I say God bless you
                             Am
And bless all who belong to thee
                                 F
We won’t shed no tears for the good 
old days
         Dm                      
But for talk’s sake, we can mourn 
             Am
them in a song
                                F
And the truth be told, they’re what 
made us up
           Dm
I say God bless you
                             Fmaj7
And bless all who belong to thee
                    Am       Dm
And bless all who belong to thee
                              Fmaj7
And bless all who belong to thee
                            N.C.   
Am   Fmaj7  Dm  Am
God bless all who belong to thee
                                 F
We won’t shed no tears for the good 
old days
         Dm                      
But for talk’s sake, we can mourn 
             Am
them in a song
                                F
And the truth be told, they’re what 
made us up
           Dm
I say God bless you
                             Fmaj7
And bless all who belong to thee
                     Am      Dm
And bless all who belong to thee
                              F
And bless all who belong to thee
                              N.C.
God bless all who belong to thee