I've had two or three requests for the chords to this in the last couple of weeks. On checking back against the blog, I realised, to my horror, that I'd never actually uploaded it or provided the chords.
Which is a bit of an oversight.
So here, in glorious technicolor, is a slightly altered arrangement of Lord Hereford's Knob, by Half Man Half Biscuit, featuring me on guitar, me on bass, me on vocals, me on backing vocals, and my foot on drums.
And here are the chords as I figured them out. formatting might be a bit shonky:
INTRO
A E A B E
E B E
As I camped out one evening to take the midnight air
E A B
I heard a maiden grieving from somewhere over there
A E
Who is it you are mourning
A E
For whom do you wear grey
E C#m A B
She said I pine for no one, I just can't pay my way
A E B E
Ever since the chattering classes invaded Hebden Bridge
A E
And priced the likes of me and mine
B
To the pots of the Pennine Ridge
A A
To South East Wales I was forced to flee
E
And now I have no job
A B E
That's why tonight I'm sitting on top of Lord Hereford's Knob
For you I'd waive expenses, to try and help you out
For your beauty influences the landscape hereabouts
Look up my betrothed at Three Cocks
Be sure she'll see you right
While I go up to Yorkshire, and there avenge your plight
Soon reports were filtering through to me
The pair were drowning in bliss
I can't recall having ever been cuckolded quite like this
I gave up hope ironically for Lent
Come see me living in a bivvie
If you're ever up Pen-y-Ghent
Although upon reflection I've been a trifle green
I still think with affection on everything that's been
So prepare that fatted calf
And string up the bunting gay
Your brisk and bonny ploughboy is coming home today
And tonight he'll be sitting on top of Lord Hereford's Knob
Tonight he'll be sitting on top of Lord Hereford's Knob
On touching the trig point, I found my thrill
To the east Brokeback Mountain, to the west, Benny Hill
I'll give you the grid ref, you might like to go
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Could this be heaven, could that be the Severn?
Twmpa, Twmpa, your'e gonna need a jumper
It gets a bit chilly on top of Lord Hereford's Knob
Tonight he'll be sitting on top of Lord Hereford's Knob
All of our songs sound the same
Tonight he'll be sitting on top of Lord Hereford's Knob
I'm keeping Two Chevrons Apart
Tonight he'll be sitting on top of Lord Hereford's Knob
You're the reason why paradise lost
Tonight he'll be sitting on top of Lord Hereford's Knob (rpt 10x in total)
posted @ Tuesday, June 29, 2010 12:11 PM