Tuning: Standard E (E-A-D-G-B-E) 



A                    E         A 
Let me tell you the story of a poor boy 
                                E 
Who was sent far away from his home 
    A                           D 
To fight for his king and his country 
   A          E              A 
and also the old folks back home. 



A                    E          A 
So they put him in a highland division 
                                E 
Sent him off to a far, foreign land 
       A                                D 
Where the flies swarm around in their thousands 
     A          E                    A 
and there was nothing to see but the sand. 



A                      E          A 
Well, the battle it started next morning 
                E 
Under a Libyan Sun. 
   A                          D 
I remember that poor scouser Tommy 
   A               E        A 
he was shot by an old nazi gun. 



   A                E         A 
As he lay on the battlefield dying, dying, dying 
                                  E 
with the blood gushing out of his head, of his head 
   A                           D 
As he lay on the battlefield dying, dying, dying 
       A         E            A 
These were the last words he said:- 

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G 
Oh I am a Liverpudlian 
                     Em7   D 
and I come from the Spion Kop. 
                           D7 
I love to sing, I love to shout 
 G               Em     G 
and I go there quite a lot, every week!. 


G 
We support the team that's dressed in red 
                     Em   D 
It's a team that you all know 
                          D7 
It's a team that we call Liverpool 

and to glory we will go. 

G 
We've won the league 

We've won the cup 
                  Em   D 
We've conquered Europe too 
                        D7 
And we played the toffees for a laugh 
G               D         G 
and we left them feeling blue, 5-0! 

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(For the next part I like to hit the guitar with my knuckles to get a hollow knock to  
follow the counting; but NO chords) 

1, 2 

1, 2, 3 

1, 2, 3, 4 

5-0! 



G* 
Rush scored one 
G* 
Rush scored two 
G* 
Rush scored three 
G* 
And Rush scores four 
G* 
La la la la 

la la la 

la la 

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G               A7  D7 
All we need is Rush La la la la la 
G               A7  D7 
All we need is Rush 
C           D7        G 
Rush is all we need, Rush is all we need 
G* (end of on A G -chord)