Ian Hunter - Irene wilde

When ^CI was just six^Gteen I stood ^Amwaiting for a ^Emdream At ^FBarker Street Bus Sta^Gtion every ^Cnight ^F When I ^Ctried to get it ^Gon she just ^Amlooked at me with ^Emscorn My ^Fcourage turned to ^Gfear and I took ^Cflight ^{F C}

For those ^Amlooks they seemed to ^Fsay you ain’^Gt nothin' g^Co away You’re just som^Ame face in som^Fe crowd so ^GI walked home and ^CI vowed I'm gonna ^Fbe ^Csome^Fbody somed^Cay ^{F C F}

Her ^Cname was Irene ^GWilde Oh such ^Ambeauty for a ^Emchild When she ^Fstarted dating ^Gboys I nearly ^Cdied ^F Well I ^Ccould not barely ^Gstand seeing ^Amanyone hold her ^Emhand I ^Fthought I'd have to ^Gcrawl away and ^Chide ^{F C}

In my ^Ammother's Sunday ^Froom I’d c^Gompose so man^Cy tunes They was all the ^Amsame just a ^Fframe for the ^Gname and just to ^Csay F C F C C bridge I'm gonna be somebody someday

^AmWild was your ^Fname, I soon ^Gleft that country ^Ctown I’ve been^Am around, I've seen som^Fe things, I’ve seen som^Ge ups, I've seen som^Ce downs ^AmSmile through your ^Fshock as you ^Ghear your name out^Cloud I’s tha^Amt face in th^Fe crowd I didn't ^Gdig it I'm much too ^Cproud

When ^CI was just six^Gteen I stood ^Amwaiting for that ^Emdream At ^FBarker street bus sta^Gtion non-af^Cfair ^F At the ^Ctime it seemed so ^Gsad but it ^Amdidn't turn out ^Embad if she ^Fhadn't turned me ^Gdown I'd still be ^Cthere ^{F C}

Well I ^Amthink most folks ^Fagree A little ^Gput-down makes them ^Csee they aint the ^Amchain they're just a ^Flink and thats ^Gwhy she made me ^Cthink I'm gonna ^Fbe ^Csome^Fbody, ^Fbe ^Csome^Fbody, ^Fbe ^Csome^Fbody – so^Cmeday ^{F C F C}