Chords for Studio Brussel: Smith & Burrows - This Ain't New Jersey

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_ [A] _ I [D] ain't laughing, [B] _
I [A] didn't hear the joke [D] anyway.
[B] I [A] got my fingers on the window [B] as
the snow makes this a prison.
[A] Tomorrow will [E] be Christmas Day.
_ I _ [A] took you
drinking _ [B] to say the [A] things that I needed to say.
[C#m] You drank me [A] under the table like
[B] you always do.
[E] The radio just plays [E] away.
And [F#] those [E] same [A] old songs _ [F#m] _
[E] every single [A] year.
_ [F#m] We drink, [E] we [A] sing, and I [B] forget [D] the things that I need you to hear. _ _ _
[A] _ Then we argue as
the snow seals us in for [B] the night.
You say [A] Santa Claus is coming, [B] but I don't care what
the song [E] says, that's never gonna sound quite right.
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Miss St.
New Jersey, [B] _ [A] Father Christmas
is coming [B] to town.
You throw your [A] drink in my [B] face, throw that look in my direction,
and [E] the radio plays on and on.
And those [F#m] _
same [A] old songs _ _ _ [E] every single [A] year.
_ [F#m] We drink, [E] we
sing, oh [A] the state we're in, [D] but it's Christmas not here.
_ [F#m] We walk and grit the roads [A] as the
barman grits his teeth.
[D] He's braying up the storm, well [A] he's up over [E] London, [F#m] he knows
he shouldn't cry.
[A] He'd be sleeping in his car and [D] that just ain't no good.
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_ _ The floorboards
of the pub, they [A] just buckle with our love, cause when [D] we fight I love you more.
[A] Like
your [E] favorite film, [F#m] it's a wonderful life, you've seen [A] it a hundred times, but [D] you don't
get bored, you [B] don't get [D] bored, you don't get bored.
_ [A] _ _ Eleven [D] thirty, _ [B] _
[A] Christmas Eve, turning
into Christmas [D] Day.
_ [B] _
[A] I ask you how [B] you're feeling, you answer I'm aging, [E] I remember what I need
to say. _ _
[A] I'm Jimmy [D] Stewart, [B] in that [A] film that you hold so [D] dear.
_ [B] I may [A] have had a bit to
drink, I may have done some dumb [B] things, but [E] I'm glad the storm has trapped me here with
[F#m]
you, _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ [F#m] with _ you.
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_ [B] _ _ And the [F#m] snow walk and grit the roads, the [A] barman grits his teeth, [D] he's
braying up the storm, [A] well he's up [E] over London, [F#m] he knows he shouldn't cry.
He'd [A] be sleeping
in his car and that [D] just ain't no [Bm] good.
_ _ The [F#m] floorboards of the pub, [A] they just buckle with
our love, cause when [D] we fight I love you more.
Like [A] your favorite [E] film, it's [F#m] a wonderful
life, you've [A] seen it a thousand times, [D] but you don't get bored, [B] you don't get bored,
no [D] you don't get bored.
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We'll sing more [A] _ songs, _ [F#m] _ [E] fill [A] the air, _ [F#m] we drink, we [C#m] sing, oh the state
[B]
we're [D] in, here's to another year.
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