VERSE 1G Em Am To the bar he goes in his half grown beardC and his workman's clothesG Em Am Till closing time he will sit and think of the thingsC D that he did in his primeC Em Am When his hair was longer, and his ideals were strongerC D before he let things passC D C G When he thought he was the voice of the working classC D C G he really thought he was the voice of the working class VERSE 2 But the years rolled by and they took their tollContinúa después del anuncioone grows tired and one grows old looks for a temporary situation might as well wait for his superanuation Now he hardly thinks of a manuscript he wrote he sits and drinks in a Fitzroy pub and refuses to admit that he has missed the boat He refuses to admit that he has missed the boat BRIDGEG C D C G C D C But Oh! the memories, of wild nights spent in Carlton barsG C D C G C D C And oh the tales he tells, of dexydrin and borrowed carsG C D C G His hands they shake, his eyes they glazeC D C G He exaggerates his Whitlam daysC D C G We all grow old, we all get fatC D C D Pray to God we don't all go like that VERSE 3 As the night rolls on and it's getting late So it's off home to house he hates For the restless sleep on the clean white sheets and the morning when his head will ache just it time to catch a train and start the whole thing fresh again But is fresh the word you'd use? Not much to win, much too much to lose CHORUS (chords as bridge) Do not go gently, do not go sad Do not go gently, do not go sad Do not go gently, do not go sad Do not go gently, do not go sad REPEAT
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