standard tuning , live versions currently available sound to be capo i
might just be my preference , but play D as 554030 , sounds better than xx0232 or 200232
G 320033
Em 022000
C 332010
D 552030
| : G Em C D : |
G
it’s boxing night
Em
i celebrate in style
C
with boxer shorts and spirits
D
floor litteed with ghosts of bottles passed
G
there’s a naked hush
Em
clothed only with breath and a pulse
C
of a heart that is kicking
D
as though it is desperate to be born
G
and i’m hostage blind
Em
deaf to the din outside
C
good glasgow could burn to it’s bones ( timber? ) tonight
D
and i’d barely blink an eye
G Em C D
G
well the clock just stopped
Em
put that on my fxxking headstone ( you can cut that into my headstone )
C
won’t something move so i stop
D
staring a hole into the phone
C
you can get me at home
D
i’ll be drinking to death
C
just me and these walls
D
and a beaten up chair
G
on boxing day
( G )
this is boxing night
Em
and someone lost an eye
C
well i swear i’ve lost the last drop
D
of whatever kept me awake , alive
G
we fell in the forth from a heavy right hook
Em
to a blushed and swollen face
C
and in a single blow it’s murdered
D
and now it takes years to waste away
G
well i can’t call you all night any more
Em
i can’t call you full stop
C
though you know you can call me up any time
D
call me whatever the fxxk you want
C
you can get me at home
D
i’ll be drinking to death
C
just me and these walls
D
and a beaten up chair
C
you can get me at home
D
i’ll be drinking to death
C
just me and these walls
D
and my beaten up chair
G
on boxing day
| : ( G ) Em C D : | repeat a few times; end on G
standard tuning , live versions currently available sound to be capo i
might just be my preference , but play D as 554030 , sounds better than xx0232 or 200232
G 320033
Em 022000
C 332010
D 552030
| : G Em C D : |
G
it’s boxing night
Em
i celebrate in style
C
with boxer shorts and spirits
D
floor litteed with ghosts of bottles passed
G
there’s a naked hush
Em
clothed only with breath and a pulse
C
of a heart that is kicking
D
as though it is desperate to be born
G
and i’m hostage blind
Em
deaf to the din outside
C
good glasgow could burn to it’s bones ( timber? ) tonight
D
and i’d barely blink an eye
G Em C D
G
well the clock just stopped
Em
put that on my fxxking headstone ( you can cut that into my headstone )
C
won’t something move so i stop
D
staring a hole into the phone
C
you can get me at home
D
i’ll be drinking to death
C
just me and these walls
D
and a beaten up chair
G
on boxing day
( G )
this is boxing night
Em
and someone lost an eye
C
well i swear i’ve lost the last drop
D
of whatever kept me awake , alive
G
we fell in the forth from a heavy right hook
Em
to a blushed and swollen face
C
and in a single blow it’s murdered
D
and now it takes years to waste away
G
well i can’t call you all night any more
Em
i can’t call you full stop
C
though you know you can call me up any time
D
call me whatever the fxxk you want
C
you can get me at home
D
i’ll be drinking to death
C
just me and these walls
D
and a beaten up chair
C
you can get me at home
D
i’ll be drinking to death
C
just me and these walls
D
and my beaten up chair
G
on boxing day
| : ( G ) Em C D : | repeat a few times; end on G
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