Harsh Times In Umberstone Covert Cifras

[INTRO]
 
F  Bb  (x12)
 
[VERSE 1]
 
F                                               Bb      C
Geraldine, Geraldine, it’s just a selling plate; nobody cares
F                           Bb                  C
 Don’t be so self-conscious, what became of the carefree you?
    Gm                      C
The one who would whistle to Throbbing Gristle through
Gm              C          C7
 Harsh times in Umberstone Covert.
F                     Bb                C      F                Bb              C
Scoffing at the notion of a shoulder to cry on, the very thought of a rock to rely on
  Gm                     C                Gm                  C                C7
Astonishing therefore to look at you now, bitter as the gall, reaching for the mainland.
 
[CHORUS]
 
F       Bb       C           F
 I will mend you, and I will tend to you
Bb          C   A                  Bb
 Take it as read with a needle and thread
F                     Bb          F    Bb      C         C7       F    B Bb F  B Bb
 When you’re falling apart at the seams I will make that stich in time.
 
[VERSE 2]
 
      F                                      Bb        C
C-c-c-cavalcades, accolades, giddy escapades, do you recall
F                              Bb                C
 Cheap mischief most Tuesday’s – Emma Rollahead avoids you still
Gm              C                       Gm             C       C7
 Sour faced she picked out the gherkins, saw Christ in Dorothy Perkins
F            Bb                   C     F               Bb              C
 Oh Geraldine, we were so laissez-faire, every other day was a non-sequitur.
Gm              C            Gm           C  C7
Hadron Collider, who’s there? Knock knock
 
[CHORUS]
 
F       Bb       C         F
 I’ll repair you, be right there for you
Bb                 C   A                    Bb
 At the end of the bed, reupholstering your head
F                  Bb        F   Bb      C       C7        F
 When events are unfolding inside I’m on hand to cast your mind.
 
[OUTRO]
 
C          Bb         F
Geraldine, Geraldine, Geraldine
C          Bb         F
Geraldine, Geraldine, Geraldine
C              Bb                   F
 Your problems – I’ll treat them as mine
C                Bb                  F
 Tomorrow morning everything will be fine
C              Bb                F
 Jean Greenhowe shall grant us a pardon
C                    Bb                F
 We’ll eat Battenberg and stare at the garden
C          Bb         F
Geraldine, Geraldine, Geraldine
C          Bb            F
Geraldine, Geraldine, oh Geraldine
C             Bb         B Bb B Bb B Bb F
Geraldine, oh Geraldine.
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