Werbung entfernen[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
Dm7 G7 COne day Mr Solomons said
Bm E7 Am7 A7There was a little black cloud over your head
Dm7 G7 C F Anyway you’ve received a threat
E7Or so he understands
Dm7 G CI’m a country lad but I see it too
Dm7 G7 C A7 How much it’s got to you
Dm7And now you’re slipping down
E7Into the shadowlands
[Verse 2]
Dm7 G7 C My life’s the fighting game
Bm7 E7 Am7 A7I keep my cool, I stay the same
Dm7 G7 C F We never mind how bad it is
Bm7 E7 AmIn fact we like all your
E7Showbiz shenanigans
Dm7 G7 C And Jack wants to help you out
Dm7Is what it’s all about
E7With Mr Solomons
[Pre-Chorus]
AmWe like the flashbulbs, pop, pop, pop
AmAll the razzamatazz
D7We like the big nights, the West End lights
E7And all of that jazz
[Chorus]
AmAnd you can bet
Jack is never going back
AmTo Frying Pan Alley
AmYou can bet Jack is never going back
To Frying Pan Alley
[Verse 2]
Dm7 G7 CHe signed me as a prospect, see
Bm7 E7 Am7Then something let Go in my knee
Dm7 G7 C FBut I’m no clapped out punchateer
E7Like some of the other ones
Dm7 G7 CPromoting’s all about the gate
Dm7 G7 C Information’s worth its weight
Dm7I’m the eyes and ears and it’s great
E7With Mr Solomons
[Bridge]
Am Daytimes I’ll make the rounds
In every caff and every pub in this part of town
AmThere’s a mug or a pug
EAnd always someone blathering
Dm7 G7 CIt’s gossip calypso all day long
Dm7 G7 C Who’s the money going on
Dm7Who’s been training wrong
E7Got hurt or struggling
[Bridge 2]
AmWell I might have a couple with a cornerman
The one with the sponge and bucket
AmI’ve maybe got a bottle for a club doorman
Bm E7Tickets for a waitress in my pocket
[Instrumental]
Dm7 G7 C
Bm7 E7 Am A7
Dm7 G7 C F E7
[Verse 3]
Dm7 G7 CShe said ‘It’s me or the ring, Jack’ years ago
Bm7 E7 Am7 A7So he swapped his gloves for Savile Row
Dm7 G7 C F Jack’s no pushover though
E7He likes that story told
Dm7 G7 CBehind the pinstripe buttonhole
Dm7Behind the yellow rose
E7Beats a heart of gold
Dm7 G CNow he’s got me something new
Bm7 E7 Am A7Which is to look out for you
Dm7 E7I said, ‘I’d be happy to, Mr Solomons’
[Verse 4]
Dm7 G7 C FOne day Mr Solomons said
Am F#dim F7 E7 Am‘London, son, we have got some hard pavements’
Dm7 G7 CThere’s more to the man than the motto read
AmOn the wall above his head
F#dim F7 E7‘Winners win, losers make their own arrangements’
[Outro]
AmYou can bet Jack is never going back
To Frying Pan Alley
AmYeah, you can bet Jack is never going back
To Frying Pan Alley
AmYou can bet Jack is never going back
To Frying Pan Alley
AmYeah, you can bet Jack is never going back
To Frying Pan Alley
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