Two Halves

Eb           Cm        Eb                  C
Bellowing instructions from the touchline, that's my dad
Eb            Cm    F              Gm
Purple  in the face‚ getting 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  Bb     Eb   C   Eb          Cm
The  cross goes sailing wildly over   the heads... of everyone


[Verse 2]
 Eb            Cm      Eb               Cm
"Stop  fannying around! Keep it nice and simple!"
Eb                 C      F             Fm     G
"You're not Lionel Messi‚ just 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  Bb     Eb   C   Eb          Cm
The cross goes sailing wildly over   the heads... of everyone


[Verse 3]
Eb                 Cm     Eb           C
Perhaps  we were expecting this to be a walk in the park
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Eb                             Cm
But these bastards from King's 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  Bb     B     Db
The cross goes sailing wildly over   the heeeeaaaaads


[Verse 4]
Gb              C     B        Cm
Their left back slips taking a free kick
E           Eb       Ab              C
It trickles over the mud straight to me
Gb       C         Gb           B
In desperation he scrambles and slides
  D                         C
I leap his flailing leg and dink it
G        Bm     C     G    G      Bm   C    D
Over the sprawled body.... of 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        C
Staring into the red dark of my 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                            Eb    Cm     Eb  Cm
Somehow it gets bundled underneeeeeaaaath my feet
Eb           C       F          Gm
At the final whistle I am inconsolable


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


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