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Fairport Convention - Breakfast In Mayfair - аккорды и текст, видео

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Breakfast In Mayfair
Fairport Convention
Breakfast in Mayfair
by Fairport Convention

From the "Babbacombe" Lee 1971 album.

Intro: E  F#m  E  F#m

    E                F#m                A               E
The world has surely lost its head, the news is full of crimes
                             F#m               A              F#m
There's robberies in The Telegraph and there's murders in The Times
    A              B           D           A
And always more obituaries and even one of these
   E                F#m              A             E     F#m  E  F#m
Concerns the brutal slaughter of one old Miss Emma Keyes

    E                     F#m                   A              E
The police have got their man, they're sure, he never left the scene
                    F#m            A            F#m
Indeed, he raised a hue and cry, a most unusual thing
   A           B             D                 A
An arsonist, a murderer, his soul will soon be frying
     E              F#m               A                 E    F#m  E  F#m
He's young but old enough to kill and not too young for dying

       E             F#m                A                E
Now it seems the populace will queue to see him stand in court
                      F#m               A              F#m
To hear him speak his wicked lies while smiling at his thoughts
     A              B          D         A
This arrogant young ruffian is obviously guilty
       E               F#m         A             E           F#m  E  F#m
Though nowhere does it say exactly how or why he killed her

Instrumental (verse chords)

   E                 F#m                    A            E
Forget it dear, it's not the first, there's bound to be another
                  F#m               A                   F#m
The way you carry on you'll have us thinking she's your mother
     A                  B               D                A
This man called Lee has had his day and soon he'll be forgotten
   E              F#m              A                    E    F#m E F#m E
So put that paper down before your breakfast goes quite rotten
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