Muswell Hillbilly

D D D7
G A D D (x2)


[Verse]
       D                      D7          G
Well I said goodbye to Rosie Rooke this morning,
          A                            D
I'm gonna miss her bloodshot alcoholic eyes,
    D                      D7        G
She wore her Sunday hat so she'd impress me,
          A                               D
I'm gonna carry her memory 'til the day I die.
        D                      D7      G
They'll move me up to Muswell Hill tomorrow,
     A                                 D
Photographs and souvenirs are all I've got,
              D                         D7       G
They're gonna try and make me change my way of living,
            A                            D
But they'll never make me something that I'm not.


[Chorus]
          D             D7   G
Cos I'm a Muswell Hillbilly boy,
       A                      D
but my heart lies in old West Virginia,
      D                     G           Em
Never seen New Orleans, Oklahoma, Tennessee,
        A                                     D
Still I dream of the Black Hills that I ain't never seen.


[Interlude]
G A D D (x2)


[** Key change **]


[Verse]
        E                        E7      A
They're putting us in identical little boxes,
   B                      E
No character just uniformity,
        E                         E7          A
They're trying to build a computerised community,
            B                          E
But they'll never make a zombie out of me.
        E                      E7 A
They'll try and make me study elocution,
  B                              E
Because they say my accent isn't right,
         E                          E7        A
They can clear the slums as part of their solution,
            B                           E
But they're never gonna kill my cockney pride.


[Chorus]
          E              E7  A
Cos I'm a Muswell Hillbilly boy,
       B                         E
But my heart lies in Old West Virginia,
          E
Though my hills they're not green,
     A                 F#m
I've seen them in my dreams,
        B
Take me back to those Black Hills,
                  E
That I ain't never seen.


[Interlude]
A B E (x3)


[Chorus]
          E             E7   A
Cos I'm a Muswell Hillbilly boy,
       B                         E
But my heart lies in Old West Virginia,
          E
Though my hills they're not green,
     A                 F#m
I've seen them in my dreams,
        B
Take me back to those Black Hills,
                   E
That I ain't never seen.