Bitter Fingers

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[Verse]
A                E        F#m                A
I'm going on the circuit, I'm doing all the clubs
Bm       A          E            Asus4/G           D/F#
And I really need a song boys to stir those workers up
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And get their wives to sing it with me just like in the pubs
Bm       C#m        D        Bm    E     D/E
When I worked the good old pubs in Stepney


[Verse 2]
A                      E            F#m           A
Oh could you knock a line or two together for a friend
Bm     C#m    D      E    Asus4/G      D/F#
Sentimental tear inducing with a happy end
A                     E         F#m         A
And we need a tune to open our season at Southend
Bm A D Bm         E       G Em D Em F
Ca_________n you help us


[Chorus]
F                                G
It's hard to write a song with bitter fingers
C                             Am
So much to prove, so few to tell you why
F                              G
Those old die-hards in Denmark Street start laughing
        C                       Am
At the keyboard player's hollow haunted eyes
Dm                         Em
It seems to me a change is really needed
F                           G Em D Em
I'm sick of tra-la-las and la-de-das
F                           G
No more long days hacking hunks of garbage
C                             E/G#               A
Bitter fingers never swung on swinging stars, swinging stars


[Instrumental]
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[Verse 3]
A                      E        F#m             A
I like the warm blue flame, the hazy heat it brings
Bm     C#m    D      E        Asus4/G       D/F#
It loosens up the muscles and forces you to sing
Bm             C#m    D      E                  Asus4/G       D/F#
You know it's just another hit and run from the tin pan alley twins
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And there's a chance that one day, you might write a standard lads
Bm     C#m    D   E                 Asus4/G                  D/F#
So churn them out quick and fast and we'll still pat your backs
A                    E             F#m                 A
`Cause we need what we can get to launch another dozen acts
Bm A D Bm         E       G Em D Em
Oooo______hhh Are you working


[Chorus 2]
F                                G
It's hard to write a song with bitter fingers
C                           Am
So much to prove, so few to tell you why
F                              G
Those old die-hards in Denmark Street start laughing
      C                             Am
At the keyboard player's hollow haunted eyes
Dm                            Em
It seems to me a change is really needed
F                           C   G Em D Em
I'm sick of tra-la-las and la-de-das
F                   C   G
No more long days hacking hunks of garbage
 C                            E/G#
Bitter fingers never swung on swinging stars, swinging stars


[Chorus 3]
F                                G             C
It's hard to write a song with bitter fingers
                             Am
So much to prove, so few to tell you why
F                                G
Those old die-hards in Denmark Street start laughing
      C                             Am
At the keyboard player's hollow haunted eyes
Dm                            Em
It seems to me a change is really needed
F                           C  G Em D Em
I'm sick of tra-la-las and la-de-das
F                      G
No more long days hacking hunks of garbage
 C                            E/G#
Bitter fingers never swung on swinging stars, swinging stars