Chords for Blaydon Races - Jimmy Nail, Tim Healy and Kevin Whately - Sir Bobby Robson Foundation

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[Dm] _ _ _ [N] _ _ _ Ohhhhhhhhhhh!
GODDAMN_
работу!
It's in the bleeding races
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_ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [G] It went to bleeding races
[C] it was on the [G] ninth of June
[C] _ _ [G] _ [A] 1862 and it summers up [D] a little
[G] I jumped the bus from Bamburys, she was heavy laden, [C] and away we [G] went along Collingwood Street, it's on the road to Blaydon.
Oh, we ran, [C] you should have [G] seen us running, passing the boats along the [A] road, just to [D] see us running.
[G] All the lads and lasses [C] there, and all the [G] smiling faces, [Em] gathered round the Scotchwood [D] _ Road, to see the [G] Blaydon races.
Flew past Armstrong's [C] factory, and up by the [G] Rubberne Dare, [C] put Gannon on [G] a railway bridge, [Am] the bus wheels [G] flew up there, the lasses lost their clenellines, [C] and fails at [G] Blaydon races.
[C] I got two black [G] eyes and a broken nose, just can't help Blaydon races.
_ Oh, we ran, [C] you should have [G] seen us running, passing the boats along the [A] road, just to [D] see us running.
[G] All the lads and lasses [C] there, and all the [G] smiling faces, [C] gathered round the [G] Scotchwood _ Road, [D] to see the [G] Blaydon races.
Well, when we got there, we'd put [C] on, and away we went [G] again, [C]
but them has had [G] their noses [A] broken, and went back out [D] again.
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Some went to the dispensary, [C] some to [G] Dr Gibs's, and some to the infirmary, [D] to [G] men that broke in Ribs's.
I can't think of [N] another Geordie, who is universally respected and loved, the way Bobby Robson was.
I mean, the world over.
_ [D] _ Respected and loved.
_ Yesterday, the [G] Blaydon races, flew across the Tyne [C] Bridge, and came to [G] Blaydon too.
[C] The boarmen, [G] he was calling them, [Am] they called them [G] Jackie Boon.
So, I'm talking to some [C] chaps, and [G] then he was [C] persuading, he'd go and [G] see Geordie Ridley-Stewart, the mechanic's father at Blaydon.
Oh, we ran, [C] you should have [G] seen us running, passing the boats along the [A] road, just to [D] see us running.
[G] All the lads and lasses [C] there, and all the [G] smiling faces, [C] gathered round the [Bm] Scotchwood _ [D] Road, to see the [G] Blaydon races.
When we got to Paradise, there were plenty of games begun.
There were four and twenty on the bus, and I would dance them some.
The gal on me, to sing a song, I sung him Patsy Fagan.
I danced the jig, and swung me twig on the way.
_ _ Oh, Bobby, that's_
[C] I remember me feeling a relation, when Bobby finally [G] got the Newcastle job, and [D] for me, he just [G] _ _ embodies [C] enthusiasm, and always will.
And I love enthusiastic [Bb] people, and nobody [D]
came near us, above for enthusiasm.
[G] _ The rain, it poured down all the [C] day, and made the groove [G] quite muddy.
[C] Coffee Johnny [G] had a white hat on, [Am] that was shoved way, [D] snort, cuddy.
[G] There were spice stars, and monkey [C] shoes, and hardwives [G] still inside us.
[C] And the chap with the [G] harmony-wounder boot, shouting,
Now, me lads, my riders!
Oh, me lads, [C] you should have seen [G] us running, passing the boats along the [A] road, just to [D] see us running.
[G] Oh, me lads, I'm laughing [C] again, I was [G] smiling, please.
[C] Got no luck to [Bm] stop the groove, _ [D] and [G] see the bleeding wheels spin.
No word for Bobby [C] Robson, he rode [G] the tune.
[C] A football [G] mug, a gentleman, [D] who never looked with you.
_ [G] Friendly word, a cheery smile, and brave, right to the end.
We're proud that you were one of us.
Sir Bob, Auf Wiedersehen. _ _ _ _ _ _
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