White City Lyrics And Chords By The Pogues
Written by Shane MacGowan, recorded by The Pogues. The tune of this is the same as The Curragh Of Kildare song, just at a faster pace with drums. Great arrangement from Shane with this one.
G
Here a tower shinning bright
C D
Once stood gleaming in the night
C G
Where now there's just the rubble
D
In the hole
C G
Here the paddies and the frogs
C D
Came to gamble on the dogs
G C D
Came to gamble on the dogs not long ago
Oh the torn up ticket stubs
>From a hundred thousand mugs
Now washed away with dead dreams in the rain
And the car-parks going up
And they're pulling down the pubs
And its just another bloody rainy day
Oh sweet city of my dreams
Of speed and skill and schemes
Like Atlantis you just disappeared from view
And the hare upon the wire
Has been burnt upon your pyre
Like the black dog that once raced
Out from trap two
G
Here a tower shining bright
C D
Once stood gleaming in the night
C G D
Where now there's just the rubble in the hole
C G
Here the paddies and the frogs
C D
Came to gamble on the dogs
G C D
Came to gamble on the dogs not long ago
Oh the torn up ticket stubs
From a hundred thousand mugs
Now washed away with dead dreams in the rain
And the car-parks going up
And they're pulling down the pubs
And it's just another bloody rainy day
Here a tower shinning bright
C D
Once stood gleaming in the night
C G
Where now there's just the rubble
D
In the hole
C G
Here the paddies and the frogs
C D
Came to gamble on the dogs
G C D
Came to gamble on the dogs not long ago
Oh the torn up ticket stubs
>From a hundred thousand mugs
Now washed away with dead dreams in the rain
And the car-parks going up
And they're pulling down the pubs
And its just another bloody rainy day
Oh sweet city of my dreams
Of speed and skill and schemes
Like Atlantis you just disappeared from view
And the hare upon the wire
Has been burnt upon your pyre
Like the black dog that once raced
Out from trap two
G
Here a tower shining bright
C D
Once stood gleaming in the night
C G D
Where now there's just the rubble in the hole
C G
Here the paddies and the frogs
C D
Came to gamble on the dogs
G C D
Came to gamble on the dogs not long ago
Oh the torn up ticket stubs
From a hundred thousand mugs
Now washed away with dead dreams in the rain
And the car-parks going up
And they're pulling down the pubs
And it's just another bloody rainy day