The Beautiful South - Old red eyes is back

^GOld Red eyes is back ^A7Red from the ni^Cght before the ni^Gght before ^GWalked into the w^A7rong bar walked i^Cnto a d^Goor

Old Red's in t^Gown And si^A7tting late at ni^Cght he doesn't m^Gake a sound ^GJust adding ^A7to the wrinkles ^Con his deadly fr^Gown

They're only r^Ged from all the t^A7ears that I sho^Culd've s^Ghed They're only r^Ged from all the w^A7omen that I cou^Cld've w^Ged So when you l^Gook into these e^A7yes I h^Cope you rea^Glise

They could never be b^Glue ^A7They could never be b^Clue ^GThey could never be b^Glue ^A7They could never be b^Clue ^G

Listen up Old R^Ged You n^A7ever listened ^Cto a word the do^Gctor said ^GHe told you ^A7if you drank an^Cother you'd be d^Gead

Old Red eyes is b^Gack His shou^A7lders ache all ov^Cer and his bra^Gin is sore ^GHe pours a d^A7rink and listens ^Cto his body t^Ghaw They're only r^Ged from all the tho^A7ughts unused in^Cside my h^Gead They're only r^Ged from all the th^A7ings I could have d^Cone ins^Gtead So when you l^Gook into these e^A7yes I h^Cope you rea^Glise

They could never be b^Glue ^A7They could never be b^Clue ^GThey could never be b^Glue ^A7They could never be b^Clue ^G

B^Glue is a st^A7reet without an ^Cen^G/Bd R^Ged is the co^A7lour of my ^Chel^G/Bl B^G/Dlue is a gre^A7eting from a ^Cfrien^G/Bd R^G/Ded is the co^A7lour of^C farewe^Gll

Old Red he d^Gied And e^A7very single lan^Cdlord in the dis^Gtrict cried ^GAn empty bo^A7ttle of whisky la^Cying by his s^Gide A l^Gazy little t^A7ear running f^Crom each e^Gye

They could never be b^Glue ^A7They could never be b^Clue ^GThey could never be b^Glue ^A7They could never be b^Clue ^G