David Bowie - Uncle Arthur

^DStrikes the bell for ^Afive o'clock, Uncle Arthur ^Dcloses shop, screws the tops on ^Aall the bottles, turns the lights out, ^Dlocks it up.

^GClimbs across his ^Abike and he's a^Dway- ^Gcycles past the ga^As works, past the ^C6river, down the ^Ahigh street, back to ^Gmother. It's an^Aother empty ^D, ^D#day.

^EUncle A^Drthur- ^Alikes his mummy- ^EUncle A^Drthur- ^Astill reads comics- ^EUncle A^Drthur- ^Afollows Bat-man-.

^DRound and round the ^Arumours fly, how he ran a^Dway from mum, on his thirty-^Asecond birthday, told her that he'd ^Dfound a chum.

^GMother cried and ^Araved and yelled and ^Dfussed- ^GArthur left her ^Ano illusion ^C6brought the girl round, ^Asave confusion, ^GSally was the ^Areal thing not just l^D, ^D#ust.

^EUncle A^Drthur- ^Avanished quickly- ^EUncle A^Drthur- ^Aand his new bride- ^EUncle A^Drthur- ^Afollows Sally-.

^ERound and round goes ^BArthur's head, hasn't eaten ^Ewell for days, little Sally ^Bmay be lovely, but cooking leaves her ^Ein a maze.

^AUncle Arthur ^Bpacked his bags and ^Efled. ^ABack to mother, ^Ball's forgiven ^DHserving in the ^Bfamily shop, he ^Agets his pocket ^Bmoney, he's well ^E, ^F-fed.

^F#Uncle A^Erthur- ^Bpassed the gas works- ^F#Uncle A^Erthur- ^Bpassed the river- ^F#Uncle A^Erthur- ^Bdown the high street- ^F#Uncle A^Erthur- ^Bfollows mother-.