Billy Hunt Cifras

heliocentric@breathe.com
25th February 2001, 2.41pm
 
BILLY HUNT by THE JAM
 
Written by Paul Weller
 
From the LP 'All Mod Cons' (Polydor, 1978)
 
Chords used:
 
C:  x3555x    F:       133211
G:  355433    G7sus4:  353533
D:  x5777x    Am:      577555
A:  577655
E:  x7999x
 
C G D (x2) C G (x2)
 
C                G                         C
 If it's not you moaning then it's someone else,
                G                       C
Jumping down my throat every chance you get,
                G                         C
If it's not you crying then it's probably me,
                  G                 A
You're the little dog messing up my tree -
 
 
Billy Hunt is a magical world,
D
 Full of strippers and long-legged girls,
A
 Clark Kent's got nothing on me,
     D                       E
I'll spy like James Bond and die like King Kong.
 
      A
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
      D
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
      D
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
      G
Billy Hunt.
 
C               G               C
 I remember the first day at my job,
                    G                     C
I didn't get on too well with the foreman Bob,
            G                           C
Do this, Do that, Don't even stop for a cough,
                G                   A
He used to be a sergeant in the R.A.F.
 
 
No-one pushes Billy Hunt around,
D
 Well they do, but not for long,
A
 When I get fit and grow bionic arms,
D N.C.
 The whole world's gonna wish it weren't born -
 
      A
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
      D
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
      D
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy
      A
Billy Hunt.
 
D             G
 I could be a Superman
C            F                   G
 Satisfy any women that I wanted to,
D             G
 I could be a human machine,
C                   F                 G7sus4  G
 I could show Steve Austin a thing or two -
 
(Guitar Solo)
Am E D Fm C G C
 
C G (x4)
 
C                G                         C
 If it's not you moaning then it's someone else,
                G                        C
Jumping down my throat, every chance you get,
                G                         C
If it's not you crying then it's probably me,
                  G                 A
You're the little dog messing up my tree.
 
 
No one pushes Billy Hunt around,
D
 Well they do, but not for long,
A
 When I get fit and grow bionic arms,
D
 The whole world's gonna wish it weren't born.
 
      A
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy,
      D
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy,
 
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy,
      G
Billy Hunt.
 
 
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy,
 
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy,
 
Billy Hunt, Billy Hunt, Billy, Billy, Billy,
 
Billy Hunt.
 
Look out!
 
C G D (x2)
 
C             G     D
 Billy, Billy Hunt     (x6)
 
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