Frank Turner - Wessex Boy England Keep My Bones (2011) Tabbed by Sam Brown Main Riff: E-2----------------3------| B-3-0--------------3------| G-2----------------0------| D-0----------------0-4-2-0| A------------------2------| E------------------3------| ^^^^ Keep playing the chords, but take your finger off the B for the first chord and use your third finger to play the riff on the second chord. Sorry if I haven't made this clear enough! On the verse use hammer-ons on the low E to the 2nd fret, then to the 3rd fret to change chords from D to G. You should be able to work out which notes of the chord to hammer on, just listen to the song.

^DLet me tell you all a little story of the things I've ^Gfound, ^DHanging out and drinking with my friends in the cathedral ^Ggrounds, ^DAnd later dodging drunks as we dance along Jury ^GStreet, ^DAs we wander up town to the railway our friends to^G meet,

There's ^Asomething about coming back to y^Emour hometown again, The ^Gplace where you grew up and where you found your firmest friends, And though ^Anone of them still live here, I've ^Emgot nowhere to go, I'm a W^Gessex Boy and when I'm here I'm ^Dhome

^DLet me tell you all a little story of the things I've ^Glost, ^DHuddling for warmth on the top step of the Butter^Gcross, ^DSitting on the benches by the bridges at the rive^Grside, Of ^Dcounting down the hours for the buses cause I missed my ^Gride

There's ^Asomething about coming back to yo^Emur hometown again, The ^Gplace where you grew up and where you found your firmest friends, And though ^Anone of them still live here, I've g^Emot nowhere to go, I'm a We^Gssex Boy, a Wessex boy and when I'm here I'm ^Bmhome

^BmAnd one day I will h^Gear this song an^Aonymous and ^Dsweet, ^BmRinging out from a b^Guskers guitar on the a^Ancient city ^Dstreets, ^BmI'll stand along whil^Ge and smile before I c^Aontinue on the ^Droad, ^AAnd somebody else will sing the words and ^GI'll feel like I'm home

E---10--7--5-------------------------| B------------7--5--3--3--0-----------| G--------------------------2---------| D----------------------------4--2--0-| A------------------------------------| E------------------------------------|

There's ^Asomething about hometowns you ^Emnever can escape The ^Gtriumphs and the tragedies and those of little faith The ^Awelling of nostalgia and ^Emfeeling kind of strange, Cause^G despite the little changes yeah this place still feels the same

There's ^Asomething about coming back to ^Emyour hometown again, The ^Gplace where you grew up and where you found your firmest friends, And though ^Anone of them still live here, I've ^Emgot nowhere to go, I'm a W^Gessex Boy, I'm a W^Gessex boy and when I'm here I'm ^Dhome

Frank Turner - Wessex boy