At n^Emight they would go wa^Glking 'till the br^Deaking of the d^Amay, The m^Emorning is for sle^Geping ^D ^Am

Through the d^Emark streets they go se^Garching to see G^Dod in their own w^Amay, Save the ni^Emghttime for your we^Geping ^D ^Am

Your wee^Emping

Singing l^Ga lalal^Dalala la ^Amlé And the ni^Emght over Lo^Dndon, h^Emey

So we r^Emode down to the ri^Gver where the to^Diling ghosts sp^Amring, For their cu^Emrses to be br^Goken ^D ^Am

We'd go und^Emerneath the ar^Gches where the wit^Dches are in the sa^Amying, There are gh^Emost towns in the oc^Gean ^D ^Am

The oc^Emean Singing l^Ga lalala^Dlala la l^Amé

And the n^Emight over Lo^Dndon, e^Emy ^EmGod is in the houses and G^Dod is in my head and all the ce^Emmeteries in Lo^Gndon ^D ^Am

I see G^Emod come in my ga^Grden, but I do^Dn't know what he s^Amaid, For my he^Emart it wasn't o^Gpen. ^D ^Am

Not op^Emen Singing l^Ga lalala^Dlala la l^Amé

And the n^Emight over Lo^Dndon, e^Emy Singing l^Ga lalal^Dalala la l^Amé

There's n^Emo light over L^Dondon tod^Emay

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