Half Man Half Biscuit - Emergency locksmith

I ^Gentered a field on my right through a bachelor ^Cgate I ^Gwalked by a fraudulent grave to a Glaslyn in ^Cspate ^DFord ^D7on ^Ghold^D, ^D7thoughts turn ^Gcold ^BStranded there, I ^Emdreamed a dream where I ^Chold the key to the ^Akey mus^D7eum where ^G Opportunity ^Cknocks but I ^D7fail to prog^Gress ‘Cos I’m ^Emwasted with passions I ^Adon’t have the ^D7courage to ex^Gpress.^D7

The ^Gwise counsel of runes I’ve ex^Cplored ^GAlways they lead to my very own Saxon ^Choard ^DDeep ^D7down it ^Glies,^{D D7}never to ^Grise In ^Btruth I only ^Emlong to know in ^Ctheory could it ^Ahave been ^D7so ^GSpirit all spent, I’ve ^Cgot a night's ^D7sleep to ad^Gdress ‘Cos I’m ^Emwasted with passions I ^Adon’t have the ^D7courage to ex^Gpress.^D7

^GGalvanised briefly I rang up and spoke to a ^Cnurse ^GOvernight seemingly things took a turn for the ^Cworse ^DThere ^D7goes my ^Gspark,^{D D7}here comes the ^Gdark “Close ^Bfamily only” ^Emthey will say “and ^Cwhat with the M ^AR S ^D7A” Res^Gtrictions on visiting ^Csuit me I ^D7have to con^Gfess Being ^Emwasted with passions I ^Adon’t have the ^D7courage to ex^Gpress.