Chords for Nik Kershaw - The Riddle LIVE in Budapest

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_ [Bb] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [Am] I've [Bb] got the two [C] strong arms, [D]
blessings [Eb] of Babylon [C] time.
[Ab] Carry [G] on and try [A] the sins [Bb] and false [C] alarm.
[D]
Slow [Eb] to our merry [Em] bird of _ [Bm] prey.
[C]
Wise [Eb] men say in [Gm] a tree [F] by a river [Bb] there's a hole [C] in the ground.
[Gm] There an old [Am] man of iron [Eb] goes around [Bb] and around.
[Gm] And his mind [F] is up, he got [Bb] in the way [C] of the night.
[Gm] Oh, a strange [Am] kind of fashion, [Eb] there's a wrong [Bb] and a right.
Oh, you'll never, never fight [Gm] over you.
[A] I've [Bb] got a plan [C] for us.
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I ain't [Eb] seen the skull of me in days.
[Ab] Instead of [G] me, I [F] only know [Bb] what to [C] discuss.
[A]
Oh, [Eb] for anything [Em] but light.
[Bm] _ _ [Cm]
Wise men fighting [Gm] over you.
[Am] It's [Bb] not me [C] you see.
[D] This [Eb] is a [C] valentine, just [Ab] a song of [Gm] mine to keep [F] from burning.
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_ [C] _ [Dm] History, [G] seasons of gasoline [Em] and [Bm] gold.
_ Wise men's bold, [Gm] in a tree [F] by a river [Bb] there's a hole [C] in the ground.
[Gm] There an old [F] man of iron [Eb] goes around [Bb] and around.
[Gm] And his mind [F] is up, he got [Bb] in the way of [C] the night.
[Gm] Oh, a strange [F] kind of fashion, [Eb] there's a wrong [Bb] and a right.
[Cm] Oh, you'll never, [Eb] never fight [G] over you.
[C] I've [F] got time [Bb] to [Am] kill.
My [D] lips in corridors [G]
about [F] a plan of [E] no device.
Durst in [A] some [C] river hill.
[D] _ [C] Thanks for coming [Bb] out of the [Eb] wild.
_ Wise men's style.
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_ Come on! _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] In a tree [F] by a [Bb] river there's a hole in the [Gm] ground.
There an old [Am] man of iron [Eb] goes around [Bb] and around.
[Gm] And his mind [Am] is up, he got [Bb] in the way of [C] the night.
[Gm] Oh, a strange [F] kind of fashion, [Eb] there's a wrong [Bb] and a right.
Oh, [Cm] you'll never, [Eb] never fight over you.
Oh, you'll [D] never, never [Gm] fight over you. _ _
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