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Perfect Folk Club In The Sky

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                          C  
Oh, we'll sing the Jug o? Punch
                                        G                                         E7  
We'll sing The Last Thing On My Mind
A7  
John o? Dreams and Scarborough Fair
          D  
And every hour we'll find
B7                                            Em                         Am                              A7  
Someone, somewhere singing The Wild Mountain Thyme
                     D                                                                                            G  C  G  
When we reach that perfect folk club in the sky_
verse 1
          C  
The door is always open
G  
Entry's always free
          A7                                                                                                                      D  
But artists still get paid lots more than just the fee
          Em                                              Am                            A7  
And everyone who enters buys the new CD
                     D                                                                                            G    C  G  
When we reach that perfect folk club in the sky
verse 2
                          C  
Where the bar is one big fountain
        G  
Of gushing real ale
          A7                                                                                              D  
And every tankard's larger than a milking pail
          Em                                                                 Am                                 A7  
And no one sings a forty-verse tribute to the whale
                     D                                                                                            G    C  G  
When we reach that perfect folk club in the sky
                                C  
Where we'll sing the Jug o? Punch
                                        G                                         E7  
We'll sing The Last Thing On My Mind
A7  
John o? Dreams and Scarborough Fair
          D  
And every hour we'll find
B7                                            Em                         Am                              A7  
Someone, somewhere singing The Wild Mountain Thyme
                     D                                                                                            G  C  G         D      G  C  G  
When we reach that perfect folk club in the sky_
verse 3
                C  
Where every note is crystal
G  
Every word is heard
A7                                                                    D  
Children sit in silence, we know, it's quite absurd
          Em                                                 Am                              A7  
And every floor singer remembers every word
                     D                                                                                            G    C  G  
When we reach that perfect folk club in the sky
verse 4
                        C  
Where no instruments need tuning
G  
All stay sweet and true
          A7                                                                                            D  
The songs you've heard a thousand times, still sound new to you
          Em                                                      Am                              A7  
And singers given one song never try for two
                     D                                                                                            G    C  G  
When we reach that perfect folk club in the sky
                                C  
Where we'll sing the Jug o? Punch
                                        G                                         E7  
We'll sing The Last Thing On My Mind
A7  
John o? Dreams and Scarborough Fair
          D  
And every hour we'll find
B7                                            Em                         Am                              A7  
Someone, somewhere singing The Wild Mountain Thyme
                     D                                                                                            G  C  G         D      G  C  G  
When we reach that perfect folk club in the sky_
VERSE 5
             C  
Each song's in perfect rhythm
        G  
It never gets too slow
A7                                                                            D  
There's no need for raffles to help pay for the show
          Em                                                                                    Am                                    A7  
And all the bodhrán players have been banished down below
                     D                                                                                            G    C  G  
When we reach that perfect folk club in the sky
                                C  
Where we'll sing the Jug o? Punch
                                        G                                         E7  
We'll sing The Last Thing On My Mind
A7  
John o? Dreams and Scarborough Fair
          D  
And every hour we'll find
B7                                            Em                         Am                              A7  
Someone, somewhere singing The Wild Mountain Thyme
                     D                                                                                            G  C  G  
When we reach that perfect folk club in the sky_
                                C  
Where we'll sing the Jug o? Punch
                                        G                                         E7  
We'll sing The Last Thing On My Mind
A7  
John o? Dreams and Scarborough Fair
          D  
And every hour we'll find
B7                                            Em                         Am                              A7  
Someone, somewhere singing The Wild Mountain Thyme
                     D                                                                                            G  C  G  
When we reach that perfect folk club in the sky_