Two Halves

Eb           Cm        Eb       
Bellowing instructions from the 
           C
touchline, that's my dad
Eb            Cm    F            
Purple  in the face‚ getting 
  Gm
really mad


[Chorus]
Ab          Bb
Man  on! Man on!
Gm       Cm  Bb  Ab     Eb  G
An empty stadium yells "man on"
Ab            Bb
Come on! Come on!
Gm             Cm      Bb     Fm
The  cross goes sailing wildly 
  Bb     Eb   C   Eb          Cm
over   the heads... of everyone


[Verse 2]
 Eb            Cm      Eb        
"Stop  fannying around! Keep it 
       Cm
nice and simple!"
Eb                 C      F     
"You're not Lionel Messi‚ just 
        Fm     G
pass the bloody ball!"


[Chorus]
Ab          Bb
Man  on! Man on!
Gm       Cm  Bb  Ab     Eb  G
An empty stadium yells "man on"
Ab            Bb
Come on! Come on!
Gm             Cm      Bb     Fm
The cross goes sailing wildly 
  Bb     Eb   C   Eb          Cm
over   the heads... of everyone


[Verse 3]
Eb                 Cm     Eb    
Perhaps  we were expecting this 
       C
to be a walk in the park
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Eb                           
But these bastards from King's 
  Cm
Priory
F           Fm           Gm
Are kicking lumps out of us


[Chorus]
Ab          Bb
Man on! Man on!
Gm       Cm  Bb  Ab     Eb   G
An empty stadium yells "man on"
Ab            Bb
Come on! Come on!
Gm             Cm      Bb     Fm
The cross goes sailing wildly 
  Bb     B     Db
over   the heeeeaaaaads


[Verse 4]
Gb              C     B        
Their left back slips taking a free 
Cm
kick
E           Eb       Ab         
It trickles over the mud 
     C
straight to me
Gb       C         Gb           
In desperation he scrambles and 
B
slides
  D                         C
I leap his flailing leg and dink it
G        Bm     C     G    G   
Over the sprawled body.... of 
   Bm   C    D
the goooaaalie
    Em     D
The net is gaping
C        Bm      A7         A  Ab7
The ball takes a bobble and I slice
Gb          C
wide of the mark
B               C
Everything goes quiet
E         Eb          Ab        
Staring into the red dark of my 
C
palms
Gb            C           Gb     B
They launch a long ball into our box
D           C
Suddenly we find ourselves with a
G   Bm   C  G        G    Bm  Cm D
Cooooooooooorner.... to defeeeeend
Em          D
I am on the near-post
C                     
Somehow it gets bundled 
       Eb    Cm     Eb  Cm
underneeeeeaaaath my feet
Eb           C       F
At the final whistle I am 
          Gm
inconsolable


[Chorus]
Ab          Bb
Man on! Man on!
  Gm             Cm     Bb  Ab   
I reckon dad is really 
Eb       G
disappointed with me
Ab            Bb
Come on! Come on!
Gm           Cm   Bb Ab   Eb  
He tries his best to not show 
        G
how he really feels


[Otro]
Ab         Bb    Gm       
In the car home‚ he says "dust 
Cm       Bb   Ab
yourself down
     Eb     G
Move on to next week's game
Ab            Bb
Shall we pick up a
Gm         Cm   Bb       Fm   
Chinese or wooouuuld you 
Bb  B     Db   Eb
ratherrr fish and chips?"