G       Em7     C       Em7 Riff

        Em7 Riff: 
        B:-3/5-5-5-5-5-3-1-0-    (Very rough, plays a lot like intro
                                  to Billy Davey's Daughter)

  Note: Sometimes Kelly just plays a normal Em7 instead of the riff, 
        figure it out yourself!

        Lyrics:

        Old sailor walked my way, sipped his pint 
        And told me about his day, hey hey
        Said Son, times have changed, 
        Nothing ever seems to stay the same, hey hey
        You got your wide screen sets, your dead set bets,
        Wine women song and dance, always practice safe sex
        Sink your colour fast foods, your high percent booze
        Porta-bubble phones, got your hair like Keith Moon's

        In my day, no one searched through your turn-ups
        In my day, no one stole from their neighbours
        In my day, catch a film, you got some pay left
        In my day, hey hey

        Old Sailor walked away, left me to think
        How much the days have changed, hey hey
        But I realised, after a while
        He robbed me blind and slipped away, hey hey
        He nicked my twelve quid watch, my left foot sock
        Flicked ash in the pocket of my "Sta-Prest" slacks
        I said the days haven't changed, exactly the same
        Take away the change, same days, same ways 

        In my day, no one searched through your turn-ups
        In my day, no one stole from their neighbours
        In my day, catch a film, you got some pay left
        In my day, hey hey, hey hey