Roger Taylor - Quality street

Back from the ^Dbadlands, with the wind and the silence And the cold winter ^Amnights, and nature's ^Emhard violence Been scraping the ^Csoil, for a handful of ^Gstones Got an ache in my ^Dmheart, got an ache in my ^Ambones Want a new to^Fmorrow, want a brand new ^Clife Want some quality ^Amtime with a ^Ghouse and a car and a wife^D

^D No time for excuses, no time to cry Excuses are ^Amuseless, too late for ^Emlies But I love you ^Cbaby, this much is ^Gtrue I'm dying in^Dmside, if our love is ^Amthrough A new to^Fmorrow, life could be ^Csweet

We should be ^Amliving on ^GQuality ^CStreet We could be ^Amliving on ^GQuality ^CStreet

I'd hate you to ^Dthink, I'd hurt you at all When all this ^Amtime, I've been on a mission im^Emprobable But I love you ^Cbaby, now here's the ^Gthing Found me a ^Dmdiamond, I'll make you a ^Amring A new to^Fmorrow, and we can ^Cmeet

Right in the ^Ammiddle of ^GQuality ^CStreet Right in the ^Ammiddle of ^GQuality ^CStreet

We should be ^Amliving on ^GQuality ^CStreet