Chords for Half Man Half Biscuit - Tending The Wrong Grave For 23 Years

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_ [F] A [A] mistake has been made, [D] it's a plaque they can't hide, [Bm] though I'm hardly to blame, [E] it cannot be denied.
[A] There ain't no use defending, [D] it seems [B] I've been [A] tending the wrong [E] grave for twenty-three [A] years. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [A] A letter dropped onto my doormat [D] one day, and I thought I'll ignore [E] that it might go away.
[A] And I took up [C#] my shears [D] to the place where for years [A] I presumed my [E] sweet darling [A] had lain. _ _ _
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_ _ [E] _ _ Curse those [A] in charge of plots, [E] _ curse these [A]
forget-me-nots, [B] I've been sharing my animals' [F#] thoughts with an Edward McRae.
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I'm inconsolable [D] and a kind [A] _
_ uncontrollable, [B] how but she wouldn't know, cos she's two hundred [E] metres _ away. _ _
_ Let's [A] complain.
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[E] _ _ _ [Am] _ On my long weary [Em] journey back home I took the [A] less frequented [F#] path and ended up in the [E] Meadow of Consolation.
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_ It was a magical place, I half expected a nymph to appear, _ Shirely [D] from out of the break, _
[Em] _ some not [A] unexpected she from the brushwood.
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_ _ [D] And me dressed as a dandy in [E] practice for the summer apes, [Dm] _ _ _ _ [B] _
[Em] even _ [A] the glebe [D] cow started to [E] drool.
_ [Bm] But then almost [F#] inevitably, _ Clare [E] Rayner appeared.
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_ _ [A] I'm numb from the [E] sting, and I've [B] been tending [A] the wrong [E] grave for twenty [A]-three years.
I walked up in autumn, [E] I ran [B] off in spring, [A] to the wrong [E] grave for twenty [A]-three years.
Oh, ding-a-ling-a-ling-a [E]-ling, oh, ain't that [B] a thing?
[A] The wrong grave for twenty-three years.
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