Intro:
   C   D G Gmaj7  G
   C   D G Gmaj7  G
   C   D Em D C
   C  D  G

Verse 1:
G
  A dreaded sunny day
                              C
So I meet you at the cemetery gates
C         D              Em     D C  D
Keats and Yeats are on your side
G
  A dreaded sunny day
                              C
So I meet you at the cemetery gates
C         D              Em     D C
Keats and Yeats are on your side
 D   C   D        G
While Wilde is on mine

Verse 2:
G                                           C
  So we go inside and we gravely read the stones
          C                 D
All those people, all those lives
              Em  D C  D
Where are they now?
      G
With loves and hates
                       C
And passions just like mine
          C
They were born
               D
And then they lived
              Em  D C
And then they died
         D C    D
Seems so unfair
           G
I want to cry

Chorus:
               Bm
You say: "Ere thrice the sun done
           G
Salutation to the dawn"
        Bm                         G
And you claim these words as your own
    C                         D
But I've read well, and I've heard them said
           Em                       F
A hundred times, maybe less, maybe more

Verse 3:
       G
If you must write prose and poems
                                 C
The words you use should be your own
      C             D       Em  D C
Don't plagiarise or take "on loan"
                D     G
'Cause there's always someone, somewhere
                     C
With a big nose, who knows
    C                D
And trips you up and laughs
         Em  D C
When you fall
         D      C      D
Who'll trip you up and laugh
         G
When you fall

Chorus:
              Bm                G
You say: "Ere long done do does did"
Bm                              G
Words which could only be your own
    C
And then produce the text
       D
From whence was ripped
            Em       F
Some dizzy xxxxx, 1804

Verse 4:
          G
A dreaded sunny day

So let's go where we're happy
                               C
And I meet you at the cemetery gates
     C         D             Em     D C
Oh, Keats and Yeats are on your side
D         G
A dreaded sunny day

So let's go where we're wanted
                               C
And I meet you at the cemetery gates
C         D              Em      D    C        D
Keats and Yeats are on your side, but you lose
       C           D           G
'Cause weird lover Wilde is on mine

Outro:
   C   D G Gmaj7  G
   C   D G Gmaj7  G
   C   D G Gmaj7  G
   C   D G Gmaj7  G
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