Kunci Gitar Fionn Regan - Put A Penny In The Slot

put a penny in the slot by fionn regan

i love this song , and couldnt find any chords for it , so thought i would give it
a go . . this is my first song transposing . . so i hope its okay , if you think
something is wrong and i should change it , please tell me xd

capo 1st fret ( :

C
i apologise ,
F C
seem to have arrived ,
Am E Am
on what items in my bag from your house .
C
there’s cutlery ,
F C
a tablecloth , some hennessy ,
Am E Am
and a book on presidents deceased .
C
i’ll have them fed – exed to you ,
F C
it was a strange thing to do ,
Am E Am
i hope we can still be friends .
C
ah , it was not me ,
F C
but someone else , you see ,
Am E Am
twisting the steering reins .

C Am
put a penny in the slot and make an
E F C
artificial li – ii – iight shine ,
F C F C
leave go – ooo . mark old and line .

C
i don’t give advise ,
F C
but be wise and think twice ,
Am E Am
before getting involved in a game .
C
where the minority
F C
face the majority
Am E Am
who are faceless and born without names .
C
was it knock synch when
F C
we came across three men ,
Am E Am
they had church candles wrapped in newspaper .
C
i bought two from them ,
F C
and i’ll lit one for you ,
Am E Am
i hope the message made it’s way down the wire .

C Am
put a penny in the slot and make an
E F C
artificial li – ii – iight shine ,
F C F C
leave go – ooo . mark old and line .

C
the soul of a dog ,
F C
he’s alive and not gone
Am E Am
to the farm like the others said .
C
a rhodesian richback ,
F C
off the beaten track ,
Am E Am
in a furniture shop down on the quays .
C
for the lonliness you foster ,
F C
i suggest paul oster ,
Am E Am
a book called timbuktu .

C Am
put a penny in the slot and watch the
E F C
drunken sailor boy dance .
F C Am
she will not let you be
C G
her lov – ver .
F C Am
she goes out looking for
C G
the taxi .
F C Am
her phone is ringing straight to
C G
message – minder .
F C Am
send out a battalion to
C G
find her .

C Am
put a penny in the slot and count the
E F C
swans through a te – elescope .
Am C
i can’t help from cryin’
F C
i wish you were mine .

C
when i was seventeen ,
F C
i followed my dream ,
Am E Am
up into a high – rise block .
C
the adventures of augie march ,
F C
by saul bel – low ,
Am E Am
was all i had for company .
C
at night time i’d lie
F C
in beckingham pike ,
Am E Am
with tears like flashbulbs .
C
and recall my treasure –
F C
searching days ,
Am E Am
in the rock pools as a kid .

C
to the remains of
F C
the cherub plains ,
Am E Am
or around the bonfire in nailors cove .
C
good company and grief
F C
sit like a dock leaf ,
Am E Am
sits beside a stinging nett – le .

C Am
put a penny in the slot and make an
E F C
artificial li – ii – iight shine ,
F C F C
leave go – ooo . my golden arm