The Divine Comedy - A drinking song

^ABack at the ^Emhouse, a ^Dbottle is ^Dmfound And ^F#mopened in ^Amaj7honour of ^Dthose who have ^Edrowned While ^Bmwe who have ^Emnot are ^Dstricken with ^Gguilt And ^Fdutifully ^Bb6see that not ^Eone drop is spilt We're ^Adrinking to ^Emlife we're ^Ddrinking to ^Dmdeath We're ^F#mdrinking 'til ^Amaj7none of our ^Dlivers are ^Eleft We're ^Bmwinding our ^Emway down to ^Dthe spirit ^Gstore We'll ^Fdrink till we ^Bb6just can't ^Edrink any^Amore ^{Em D Dm}

^F#mRaise ^Amaj7your ^Dgla^Esses ^Ahigh,^{Em D Dm F#m}drink ^Ethe ^Dcel^Elar ^Adry

Well, ^Abloody my ^Emnose and ^Dblacken my ^Dmeye If it ^F#main't some young ^Amaj7Turk in ^Dsearch of a ^Efight And ^BmChanticleer's ^Emchest is ^Dsagging with ^Gpride For ^Fhonour has ^Bb6yet to be ^Esatisfied Well, ^AHeaven be ^Emthanked we ^Dlive in an ^Dmage When ^F#mno man need ^Amaj7bother exc^Dept on the ^Estage With "^BmDulce et d^Emecorum est pr^Do patria mo^Gri" And ^Fdefinitely ^Bb6not to^G#night

I can still remember ^Fm When I was just a kid^C# I was free to do what I wanted to ^Eb But I never, ever did ^Cm So now with years of discretion reached ^C# May we not forget ^C# "Libert^Bbé, Egalité, Fraternité" For there's ^Eblife in the Old World yet! There'll ^G#always be an ^FmEngland An ^C#Ireland and a ^EbFrance A ^CmLiechtenstein and ^C#Finland And ^Bbwe have only ^Eone ^Ebchance

^G#Earnest young man with an unhealthy tan Puts a ^Fmdrink in my hand and says "I understand You're in ^C#search of the place to continue the chase Of the ^Ebheavenly taste I suggest in that case that you ^CmAll come with me to my place by the sea Where the ^C#glasses shall be overflowing with free Alco^Bbholic delights and free love if you like For what ^Epoint has this life If you can't realise Your ^Adreams?" ^{Em D Dm}

Oh, ^F#mraise ^Amaj7your ^Dgla^Esses ^Ahigh^{Em D Dm} And ^F#mdrink ^Amaj7the ^Dtown ^Edry

We'll ^Adrink be^Emyond the ^Dboundaries of ^Dmsense We'll ^F#mdrink 'til we ^Amaj7start to see ^Dlovely pink ^Eelephants ^BmInside our ^Emheads ^Dinside our ^Gbeds ^FInside the ^Bb6threads of our ^Epyjama legs So don't ^Ashoot til you ^Emsee the ^Dreds of our ^Dmeyes And an ^F#marmy of ^Amaj7elephants ^Dmarching be^Ehind From the ^Bmday I was ^Emborn till the ^Dnight I will ^Gdie All my ^Flovers will be ^Bb6pink and ^Eelephan^Atine