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Put A Penny In The Slot Chords

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PUT A PENNY IN THE SLOT BY FIONN REGAN

I love this song, and couldn’t find any chords for it, so thought I would give it 
a go.. this is my first song transposing.. so I hope its okay, if you think 
something is wrong and I should change it, please tell me XD

CAPO 1ST FRET    (:



    C
I apologise,
F            C
seem to have arrived,
        Am         E              Am
On what items in my bag from your house.
        C
There's cutlery,
       F               C
a tablecloth, some Hennessy,
      Am           E       Am
And a book on Presidents deceased.
                C
I'll have them fed-exed to you,
         F                 C
It was a strange thing to do,
  Am          E         Am      
I hope we can still be friends.
        C
Ah, it was not me,
            F         C
but someone else, you see,
Am           E         Am
Twisting the steering reins.


         C                   Am
Put a penny in the slot and make an
E                F         C
artificial li-ii-iight shine,
F        C         F       C
Leave go-ooo. Mark old and line.


        C
I don't give advise,
      F               C
But be wise and think twice,
      Am           E         Am
Before getting involved in a game.
              C
Where the minority
            F   C
Face the majority
          Am         E             Am
Who are faceless and born without names.
        C
Was it knock synch when
        F             C
we came across three men,
        Am              E              Am
They had church candles wrapped in newspaper.
          C
I bought two from them,
         F           C
And I'll lit one for you,
           Am                E           Am
I hope the message made it's way down the wire.


C                   Am
Put a penny in the slot and make an
E             F         C
artificial li-ii-iight shine,
F        C          F      C
Leave go-ooo. Mark old and line.


   C
The soul of a dog,
       F           C
he's alive and not gone
       Am            E      Am
To the farm like the others said.
      C
A Rhodesian richback,
        F      C
Off the beaten track,
        Am     E                Am
In a furniture shop down on the quays.
        C
For the lonliness you foster,
     F         C
I suggest Paul Oster,
   Am         E     Am
A book called Timbuktu.


C                   Am
Put a penny in the slot and watch the
E       F           C
Drunken sailor boy dance.
    F        C      Am
She will not let you be
     C  G
Her lov-ver.
     F         C     Am
She goes out looking for
    C  G
The taxi.
    F        C          Am
Her phone is ringing straight to
    C     G
Message-minder.
    F         C   Am
Send out a battalion to
 C   G
Find her.


C                   Am    
Put a penny in the slot and count the
E               F      C
Swans through a te-elescope.
   Am             C 
I can't help from cryin'
   F            C
I wish you were mine.


      C 
When I was seventeen,
  F           C
I followed my dream,
   Am      E        Am
Up into a high-rise block.
        C 
The adventures of Augie March,
   F        C
By Saul Bel-low,
     Am           E    Am
Was all I had for company.
   C
At night time I'd lie
   F          C
In Beckingham pike,
     Am         E    Am
With tears like flashbulbs.
      C
And recall my treasure-
F         C
Searching days,
       Am         E    Am
In the rock pools as a kid.


        C      
To the remains of
    F      C
The cherub plains,
    Am            E                Am
Or around the bonfire in Nailors’ cove.
     C
Good company and grief
      F         C
Sit like a dock leaf,
     Am        E       Am   
Sits beside a stinging nett-le.


C                   Am
Put a penny in the slot and make an
E                F     C
artificial li-ii-iight shine,
F        C       F      C
Leave go-ooo. My golden arm 
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