Hợp âm hooting and howling

Lời & hợp âm

[Verse 1]
[D]Carry me hooting and[F#m] howling
To the [Bm]river to wash off my hands
Of the [G]hot blood, the sweat and the sand
Any [D]rival who goes [F#m]for our girls will be
[Bm]left thumb sucking in terror
[G]And bereft of all coffin

[Interlude 1]
bearers
[G][D][F#m]
[D][F#m]

[Verse 2]
[D]A crude art, a bovver boot ballet
[F#m]- equally elegant and ugly[D]
I was as thrilled as I was appalled,
[F#m]courting him in fisticuffing waltz.
[D]Now I'm not saying the lads
always deserve a braying.
[F#m]And I'm not saying the girls

[Verse 3]
are worth the fines I'm paying.
[D]We're just brutes bored
in our bovver boots.
[F#m]We're just brutes
clowning 'round in cahoots.
[D]We're just brutes looking
for shops to loot.
[F#m]We're just brutes hoping to have

[Interlude 2]
a hoot
[F#m][D][F#m]
[D][F#m]
[D]

[Verse 4]
[D]Hoot[F#m] ing,[D][F#m][D]
[F#m][D][F#m][D]
[F#m][D]
[F#m]
[D]
[Bm][F#m][D]
[Bm][F#m][D]
[Bm]hoot[F#m]ing and[D]
[Bm]howl[F#m]ing

[Outro 1]
[F#m][D][F#m]
[Bm]
[G]
[D][F#m][D][F#m]
[Bm][G]
[D][F#m]
[D][F#m]
[D][F#m]
[D][F#m]
[D][F#m]
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[D][F#m]
[D][F#m]
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[D][F#m][F#m]
[Bm][D][Bm]