By Bragg/Marr
strange as it may seem
I once had my football dreams
+6
but I was always the last one
the last to get chosen
when my classmates picked their teams
I guess that was the way it stayed
in every game I played
+6
life just kicked me
and clattered and tripped me
til you picked from the parade
now I feel like I've won the cup
every time that we make love
forty five minutes each way
at halftime I hear a brassband play
[chorus]
the boy done good
the girl done better
seasons turn, we're still together
the sky's still blue
tomorrow is another day
You weren't that kind of a bird who
likes her studs to be covered in mud
Taking you to the pictures was a regular fixture
For one of life's eternal subs
I tried hard acting tough
but I just can't stand the taste of that stuff
Like some macho park player I got in the way of
In some grudge match against his pub
But I'm happier than I am today
now I've put my boots away
I guess I'll never get picked to play my
song on Match of the Day
[chorus] x 2
chords
EADGBe
022000 - Em
xx0232 -
332010 - C/G
320030 - G+6
320033 - G
xx4432 -
Nic