Key: A
Introduction: A D A D
A D A
Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, oh, boy
D A C
'Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street,
Oh, boy
A D
But what can a poor boy do
A D
Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band
A D
'Cause in sleepy London town
A D
There's just no place for a street fighting man
No