[Intro ]
F  E7  C  F   G  C  Am  F  G 
Fm  G  Cm   Fm  G  Cm  Bb  Ab  Db  G   Ab  D  G 

verse 1 
C       F             C 
Looking through their windows 
        F               G 
Peering through lace curtains 
C              Edim7 Ab 
All the little la----dies 
     Bbm       F          Gm 
With grey-hair hat-pinned heads 
         G                          Cm 
Watching people they know who don't understand 
             Fm                        Cm 
That they're living their lonely lives second-hand 
     Ab                        G     Ab  D  G 
Even second-hand's better than none 


verse 2 
C         F       C 
Spreading all the gossip 
       F            G 
Baking cakes for teatime 
C              Edim7 Ab 
All the little la----dies 
     Bbm    F      Gm 
With lonely single beds 
         G                          Cm 
Watching children they know as they jump and play 
       Fm                          Cm 
Trying giving them sweets but they run away 
     Ab                        G     Ab  D  G 
Even naughty boys' better than none 


verse 3 
C      F        C 
Sunday lunch is coming 
     F          G 
In a van of kindness 
C              Edim7 Ab 
All the little la----dies 
     Bbm        F       Gm 
With no friends but the dead 
         G                       Cm 
Watching doctor they know, as he takes their pulse 
       Fm                          Cm 
Trying giving a smile, for there's nothing else 
          Ab                     G     Ab  D  G 
Even this sad life's better than none