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from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany

e-mail: Christian_Korbanka@msn.com

lyrics and chords of: Old Red Eyes Is Back by The Beautiful South



Suggestions and corrections are always welcome!

date: 95/10/15







G

Old Red eyes is back

A7             C                G

Red from the night before the night before

G                A7               C      G

Walked into the wrong bar walked into a door



              G

Old Red's in town

      A7              C               G

And sitting late at night he doesn't make a sound

G           A7              C               G

Just adding to the wrinkles on his deadly frown



              G                A7             C       G

They're only red from all the tears that I should've shed

              G                A7             C      G

They're only red from all the women that I could've wed

             G               A7     C          G

So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise

                     G

They could never be blue

A7                   C

They could never be blue

G                    G

They could never be blue

A7                   C     G

They could never be blue



               G

Listen up Old Red

     A7            C               G

You never listened to a word the doctor said

G           A7             C               G

He told you if you drank another you'd be dead



                 G

Old Red eyes is back

       A7               C             G

His shoulders ache all over and his brain is sore

G           A7               C            G

He pours a drink and listens to his body thaw

              G                  A7             C        G

They're only red from all the thoughts unused inside my head

              G                 A7                 C      G

They're only red from all the things I could have done instead

             G               A7     C          G

So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise

                     G

They could never be blue

A7                   C

They could never be blue

G                    G

They could never be blue

A7                   C     G

They could never be blue



 G          A7              C G/B

Blue is a street without an end

 G           A7         C  G/B

Red is the colour of my hell

 G/D         A7           C    G/B

Blue is a greeting from a friend

 G/D         A7     C      G

Red is the color of farewell



            G

Old Red he died

     A7             C               G

And every single landlord in the district cried

G          A7               C            G

An empty bottle of whisky laying by his side

   G           A7           C         G

A lazy little tear running from each eye

                     G

They could never be blue

A7                   C

They could never be blue

G                    G

They could never be blue

A7                   C     G

They could never be blue



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