The Pogues - NW3: chords

       A F#m
It was 1962
        D                 E
I was two years out of school
        A              D
When I got on board a boat
          D              E
that was bound for Liverpool
     A          F#m
The day I went away
     D            E
I remember it so well
      A                    D
Said goodbye to the North Wall
     E              A
And bid a fond farewell

When I got down to the smoke, it was 1963
I got a job doing meals on wheels 'round NW3
I was terrorising grannies
for ten lousy bob a week
I was smashed and blacked
and drunk and yawning in NW3

Chorus:
In the filth and piss they lived in,
they would sometimes hum an air
Or talk in tongues of madness,
keeping time upon a chair
And for their wrists, a numbered tab
In Westminster morgue on a cold hard slab
When I was still a young man in NW3

Now I'm spent of love and rage and
I'm going home again
Never did nobody wrong, never earned
a decent wage
So thanks for sweet fuck all, once more
look at the North Wall
Say goodbye to all of that and bid a fond farewell

At the top of the Pentonville Road,
I watched the sun setting
The town spread out before me,
looked beautiful to me
Away from all the sighing,
the suffering and the dying
I dreamed of the future, the young and the free

Chorus:
But the years they went by quickly.
now I swear I won't return here
Where each day just bring me closer
to that final misery
My kids will never scrape shit 'round here
I won't die crying in a pint of beer
Or eat their stinking meals on wheels in NW3