Muswell Hillbilly

D D D7
G A D D (x2)


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


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


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[Interlude]
G A D D (x2)


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


[Chorus]
          E              E7  A
Cos I'm a Muswell Hillbilly boy,
       B                     
But my heart lies in Old West 
    E
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                     
But my heart lies in Old West 
    E
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.