[Intro] F C [Primera Parte] F C Bella donna´s on the high street F C Her breasts upon the off beat F C And the stalls are just the side shows F C Victoriana´s old clothes F C And yes her jeans are tight now F C She gotta travel light now F C She´s gotta tear up all her roots now F C She got a turn up for the boots now [Estribillo] F Yeah she thinks she´s tough C She ain´t no english rose F But the blind singer C He´s seen enough and he knows Bb Yes and he do a song F C About A long gone Irish girl Bb F C Ah but I got one for you Portobello bell [Segunda Parte] F C She sees a man upon his back there Escaping from a sack there And bella donna lingers Her gloves they got no fingers Yeah, the blind man singing Irish He get his money in a tin dish Just a corner serenader Upon a time he could have made her, made her [Estribillo] F Yeah she thinks she´s tough C She ain´t no english rose F But the blind singer C He´s seen enough and he knows Bb Yes and he do a song F C About A long gone Irish girl Bb F C Ah but I got one for you Portobello bell [Tercera Parte] F C Yes and the barrow boys are hawking And a parakeet is aquawking Upon a truck there is a rhino She get the crying of a wino And then she hear the reggae rumble Bella donna´s in the jungle But she in no garden flower There is no distress in the tower [Estribillo] F Oh, bella donna walks C Bella donna taking a stroll F But she don´t care about your window box C Or your button hole Bb Yes and he do a song F C About A long gone Irish girl Bb F C Ah but I got one for you Portobello bell