Intro.
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       A                              Bm
Euston station, and I just missed the train,
                    F#m                   
All the day girls and beggars are washed out
       G
by the rain

         A                          Bm
And the tambourine lady, and the saxophone

man,
                   F#m                
Play a sad song of somewhere to go if you
G
can.
                    A
And it's times like this, that I miss
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Kilkenny
        G                     Em
And I sing the old song, and swear to go
A
home,
        A              Bm
But the work and the money make the man play

a part,
        F#m        G         A
And in clay and in concrete he can bury his
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heart.


         A
To the fields and farmyards where I ran as a
Bm
lad,
                    F#m
Came the stories of London, and the times to
   G
be had
                   Bm
So I saved all my money, I came as fast as I

could,
                           F#m
And the stories were true ones, and the times
           G
they were good.
                 A                D
Ah, but now and then, I'd miss Kilkenny,
          G             Em         Bm
And I'd sing the old songs, and swear to go
A
home
                       Bm
But the boys from the coalyard, and the

"King's Head" nearby
          F#m       G      A
With a wink would say "Come on, Finn!”and
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we'd drink some place dry.


       A                              Bm
Euston station, to the newsboy's harsh cry,
                     F#m
Gypsy girls selling flowers have a glint in
      G
their eye,
       A
As the harried commuters hurry home for the
Bm
day,
                      F#m             
All the songs of the buskers somehow seem to
G
say:



                     A
if you long to be somewhere, for God's sake
              Bm
go while you can,
                     F#m         G
If you live full of yearning, you're going to
 A          D
die half a man,
             A
And I miss Kilkenny, as Im bored on this
Bm
train,
                    F#m             A
Ah, but this time tomorrow I'll be home
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again.