Jake Thackray - On again on again

I ^Elove a good bum on a woman it makes my ^Aday To me it is ^Epalpable proof of God’s existence ^Aa Posteriori ^GAlso I love ^F#breasts and arms and ^Bmankles, elbows, knees It’s the ^Etongue, the tongue, the tongue on a ^E7woman that ^Aspoils the job for me.

Please unders^Etand I respect and admire the frailer ^Asex And I ^Ehonour them every bit as much as the ^Anext misogynist But ^Ggive some women the ^F#ghost of a chance to ^Bmtalk and there upon They go ^Eon again, on again, on again, ^E7on again, ^Aon again, on again on. ^{E A E A}

I fell in ^Elove with a woman with wonderful thighs and ^Ahips And a sen^Esational belly; I just never noticed her ^Alips were always moving ^GOnly when we ^F#got to the altar and ^Bmshe had to say “I do” And she ^Efolded her arms and gathered her^E7self and ^Atook in a breath and I knew.

She could have gone ^Eon again, on again, on again till the en^Atire congre^Egation passed out And the vicar passed on, and the ^Achoir boys passed through puberty ^GAt the reception I ^F#gloomily noted her ^Bmfamily’s jubilant mood Their ^Emaniacal laughter ^E7and their ^Aghastly gratitude. ^{E A E A}

She talks to ^Eme when I go for a shave or a sleep or a ^Aswim She talks to ^Eme on a Sunday when I go singing ^Ahymns, and drinking heavily ^GWhen I go mending my ^F#chimney pots she’s ^Bmdown there in the street And at ^Eninety-five on my motor^E7bike she’s ^Aon the pillion seat

Wittering ^Eon again, on again, on and again and a^Again When I’m ^Eeating or drinking or reading or thinking or ^Awhen I’m saying my rosary ^GShe will never stop ^F#talking to me she is ^Bmone of those women who Will ^Enever use three or four words when a ^E7couple of ^Athousand will easily do. ^{E A E A}

She also ^Etalks without stopping to me in our bed of a ^Anight Throughout the ^Esweetest of our intimate de^Alights she never gives over ^GNot even stopping while ^F#we go hammer and ^Bmtongs towards the peak Ex^Ecept maybe for a sigh and a ^E7groan, and ^Aone perfunctory shriek

Then she goes ^Eon again, on again, on again, on and I ^Amust Assume that ^Eshe has never noticed that she’s ^Ajust been interrupted ^GTotally un^F#ruffled she is and as ^Bmfar as I can see I might ^Ejust as well have been posting a ^E7letter or ^Astirring up the tea. ^{E A E A}

She will ^Enot take a hint not once she’s made a ^Astart I can ^Eyawn or belch or bleed or faint or ^Afart, she’ll not drop a syllable ^GI could stand in ^F#front of her grimly ^Bmsharpening up an axe I could ^Esprinkle her with paraf^E7fin and ^Aask her for a match

She’d just go ^Eon again, on again, on again even ^Amore The hind ^Eleg of a donkey is peanuts for her; she can ^Abore the balls off a buffalo ^G“Mother of God” I ^F#cried one day “Oh ^Bmlet your kingdom come And ^Ein the meantime Mother ^E7could you ^Astrike this bugger dumb?” ^{E A E A}

Well be^Elieve it or not she appeared to me then and ^Athere The blessed ^EVirgin herself in answer to my ^Aprayer, despite the vulgarity ^GShimmering softly, ^F#dressed in blue and ^Bmholding up a hand I ^Ecocked a pious ear ^E7as the ^AMother of God began

But she went ^Eon again, on again, on again, on and ^AI Will have to ^Estate how very much I sympa^Athise with the rest of the family ^GGive some women the ^F#ghost of a chance to ^Bmtalk and thereupon They’ll go ^Eon again, on again, on again, ^E7on again, ^{E E7}And a^Egain, and again, and again, ^E7and a^Egain ^{E7 E}They will go ^Aon again, on again, ^Amon again, on again, ^Aon again, on again, on. ^A6