Euston Station
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Intro.D G DA Euston station, and I just missedBm the train,F#m All the day girls and beggars are washed outG by the rainA And the tambourine lady, and theBm saxophone man,F#m Play a sad song of somewhere to go if youG can.A And it's times like this, that I missD KilkennyG Em And I sing the old song, and swear to goA home,A Bm But the work and the money make the man play a part,F#m G A And in clay and in concrete he can bury hisD heart.Continúa después del anuncioA To the fields and farmyards where I ran as aBm lad,F#m Came the stories of London, and the times toG be hadBm So I saved all my money, I came as fast as I could,F#m And the stories were true ones, and the timesG they were good.A Ah, but now and then, I'd missD Kilkenny,G Em And I'd sing the old songs, andBm swear to goA homeBm But the boys from the coalyard, and the "King's Head" nearbyF#m G A With a wink would say "Come on, Finn!”andD we'd drink some place dry.A Euston station, to the newsboy'sBm harsh cry,F#m Gypsy girls selling flowers have a glint inG their eye,A As the harried commuters hurry home for theBm day,F#m All the songs of the buskers somehow seem toG say:A if you long to be somewhere, for God's sakeBm go while you can,F#m G If you live full of yearning, you're going toA D die half a man,A And I miss Kilkenny, as Im bored on thisBm train,F#m Ah, but this time tomorrow I'll beA homeD again.