A - G
- D - A (3x) + A - G - A - G (2x)
A G A G
1. Back in sixty-eight in a sweaty club (oh, Geno),
A G - A G
before
Jimmy's machine and the rocksteady rub (oh, Geno).
G Dm
On a night when flowers didn't
suit my shoes,
G Dm
after
a week of flunkin' and bunkin'
school,
G Dm
the
lowest head in the crowd that night,
- G Dm
just practicin' steps
and keepin' out of the fights.
F C - G
D
Academic inspiration you gave me none,
F C - G D
you
were Michael the lover, the fighter
that won.
F C
G D
And now just look at me as I'm
a-looking down on you,
F C - G D
no,
I'm not being flash, it's what I'm
built to do.
+ A ~ + A - G - A - G
A G A G
2. That man took the stage, his towel swinging high (oh, Geno),
A G A G
this
man was my bombers, my dexys, my highs (oh, Geno).
G Dm
And the crowd they all hailed
you and chanted your name,
G Dm
but
they never knew like we knew me and you we're the same.
G Dm
And now your
all over your song is so tame,
- G Dm
brrrr, you
fed me your bread and I'll remember your name.
F
C - G D
Academic inspiration you gave me none,
F C - G D
you
were Michael the lover, the fighter
that won.
F C G D
And now just look at me as I'm
a-looking down on you,
F
C -
G D
no,
I'm not being flash, it's what I'm
built to do.
+ F - G - F - G - F - G - D - F - G - A
+ A - G
A G
- A G
+ Oh, Geno, oh, Geno ! ....
(orig. = capo 4th) (Dexy’s Midnight Runners)