The contender    (video)

 

    G - Am - C - D - G

 

              G                                                C

1. When I was  young, and I was in my day

                   Am                                                         D

    sure I’d steal what woman's heart there was a way.

                  G

    And I’d sing into the dawning,

                 Am

    saw a blaze into the morning,

                 C                      D                     G

    long before I was the man you see today.

 

                G                                                     C

2. I was born beneath the star that promised all

               Am                                                 D

    I could live my life without Cassandra’s call.

                      G

    But the wheel of fortune took me,

                   Am

    from the highest point she shook me,

                 C                          D                G

    by the bottle live, by the bottle I shall fall.

 

Em                         Am     D          G

    But there in the mirror on the wall,

G                   Am        G D

    I see the dream is fading.    

Em                    Am       D           G

    From the contender to the brawl,

F                                                   - Dm     D

    the ring, the rose, the matador,        raving.  

 

+  G - C - Am - D

 

                        G                                                  C

3. And when I die, I'll die a drunk down in the street,

                   Am                                            D

    you can count me out to ten in clear defeat.

                     G

    Rap the Starry Plough around me,

               Am

    let the pipers’ air resound me,

                   C                   D                      G

    there I'll rest until the Lord of Love I meet.

 

Em                    Am     D          G

    There in the mirror on the wall,

G                   Am        G D

    I see the dream is fading.    

Em                    Am       D           G

    From the contender to the brawl,

F                                                   - Dm

    the ring, the rose, the matador,        raving, oh !

 

Em                    Am     D          G

    There in the mirror on the wall,

G                   Am        G D

    I see the dream is fading.    

Em                    Am       D           G

    From the contender to the brawl,

F                                                   - Dm     D

    the ring, the rose, the matador,        raving. 

 

+  instrumental = verse 3 (2x) ….

 

 

(orig. = capo 1st)    (Tommy Fleming)