Аккорды The Libertines - Love On The Dole

intro
A D 

verse1
A                                           D
How many cups of wine will I have consumed?
A                                               D
The people realise they have rolled past my tomb
A                                             D
We're drinking whisky in a brave new afternoon
A                                                D
The people realise they have rolled past my tomb

prechorus
A
Strike a light
C
Raise your glasses
D                    Eb
Drink a toast to the boring classes
chorus
G
On the Albion-ay
                 C
Spew it out your soul
                D
Love is on the dole
              G      
And there she will stay
C          D                    G
All night long we were singing Northern songs
C          D                    G
All night long we were singing Northern songs

verse2
Only you battered your broken nose on the grindstone
You wake a slave you squandered
So your soul is not your own
I run from the dust and gloom
With only my secrets to keep me warm
That's all I could do to keep them from you
And its all a pact we swore

prechorus2
Strike a light
Raise your glasses
Drink a toast to the boring classes

chorus2
With Albion-ay
Spew it out your soul
Love is on the dole
And there she will stay

All night long we were singing Northern songs
All night long we were singing Northern songs

bridge
A          C                     
And I love every inch of you
A            C                         
Yes I do love every single inch of you
A                          C                           
But doesn't she get that warm glow inside?
 A                        C                                          
Shoots up your spine and blows through your mind
Dm                             G
Oh well, don't you tell me how blessed are the poor
C                     C  G     C
You've always wanted one slice more
G
Than you and me
          A
Love for today makes

verse3
My darling was a preacher on the Albion stage
She might have been a preacher in the good old days
We're drinking whisky in a brave new afternoon
Don't people realise they've rolled past my tomb

bridge2
Dm
Oh well
                       C                        
Don't you tell me how blessed are the meek
G                  C  G  C
You never turn the other cheek 
 G                   
Once in your life
               C         
Love is on the dole.