tabbed by Glen Maddern 
 
Pretty simple, beatiful song. 
 
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            glen_maddern@hotmail.com 
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VERSE 
 
        G             C 
Well it tastes like a Sunday,  
 
                D            Bm 
There should be music in the front room,  
 
        C         Bm               D 
and the markets a'milling with the people in the afternoon. 
 
              G              C               D        Bm 
And there's a question to be asked if you're drinking alone, 
 
          C              Bm                D 
It's what horse were you thrown from which riderless goes on?  
 
C         D 
 
     G                C 
O it must have been a near thing,  
 
       D          Bm 
But no novelty to you,  
 
        C              Bm            D 
all the trains and the buses and the cinemas too,  
 
G                         C         D                Bm 
Breaking down, the bloody town, all reared up like a snake,  
 
    C            Bm         D 
For all goodness sake don't touch it or you'll never wake up...  
 
CHORUS 
 
    C             D        C             D 
His father misses him, His mother misses him,  
 
    Bm             C 
His lady dreams of kissing him,  
 
C             D     Bm         C 
Bring the sun back, Bring the sun back,  
 
C               D 
It's been dark, now it's cold,  
 
         Bm    C 
When the night falls, 
 
C             D     Bm         C 
Bring the sun back, Bring the sun back,  
 
C                 D           G 
It's a blackbird, he's in the belly.  
 
ocultar tablatura
 
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VERSE 
          G          C          D             Bm 
Well it's cold, it's cold, it's cold and it's cold,  
 
             C              Bm         D 
But you've a roof over your head and a comfortable bed,  
 
         G                C             D             Bm 
Now I'll be better, I'll be true, doing things like I ought to,  
 
        C                 Bm             D               
If this bird lands in the black lands of Tulla when it's due...  
 
    C             D        C             D 
His father misses him, His mother misses him,  
 
    Bm             C 
His lady dreams of kissing him,  
 
C             D     Bm         C 
Bring the sun back, Bring the sun back,  
 
C               D 
It's been dark, now it's cold,  
 
         Bm    C 
When the night falls, 
 
C             D     Bm         C 
Bring the sun back, Bring the sun back,  
 
C                 D           G 
It's a blackbird, he's in the belly.  
 
C                 D           G 
It's a blackbird, he's in the belly.  
 
              C          D            G 
The night's a blackbird, We're in the belly.