The Old Number 10 chords

Bernard Bolan

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D                                                               
In the town that I once called me home, 
                                        F#m                        
It was early in winter; the evening was chill. 
     A                                                           
Just in for the day, and then far off tomorrow, 
                        D                                        
I'd just a few hours to kill. 

                                                                
Though I was indifferent, me feet were quite certain 
                             F#m                                   
Of just where they wanted to be: 
       A                                                         
It was off to the Old Number Ten where my friends 
                                  D                              
Would be drinking and waiting for me. 
                                                                
  G                            F#m 
I first had me doubts when the paint on the outside 
    G                     D                                       
Was no longer peeling and old, 
      G                         F#m                                 
And a sign that said gaily "Hot lunches served daily" 
        Em                        A                                
Had the blood in me veins running cold. 


 

    G                   D          F#m walk up to B in bass             
You drinking men at the Old Number Ten, 
    G           D                                                
You seem such a long time ago. 
    G                            D            F#m                    
You seem so much different since last time we met, 
    A    walk down to F#    walk up to D                         
But maybe it's me; I don't know. 
                                                                
                                                                
D 
Into the bar I went, ordered a jar and then 
                           F#m                                  
Looked for a face from the past, 
   A                                                             
But no one there knew me; the way they looked through me, 
                                  D                              
I might have been made out of glass. 
                                                                

I said "I used to come here, you know, years and years ago." 
                              F#m                                  
"Well, Sir, it must warm your heart 
   A                                                             
To see, how we've changed it and quite rearranged it 
                             D                                   
And got it all looking quite smart. 
                                                                
       G                             F#m                            
"I can tell by your clothes you're a fella who knows 
    G                        D                                        
The way a good pub should be run, 
        G                       F#m                                 
With no spitting or swearing or overall-wearing 
         Em                        A                               
Like the old days when you used to come". 


        G                   D         F#m walk up to B in bass             
But you drinking men at the Old Number Ten, 
    G           D                                                
You seem such a long time ago. 
    G                            D            F#m                    
You seem so much different since last time we met, 
    A    walk down to F#    walk up to D                         
But maybe it's me; I don't know. 

                                                                
                                                                
With me heart feeling heavy as I was just ready  
                          F#m                                      
To finish me Guinness and go, 
         A                                                       
I saw an old face that glistened in the fire that had listened 
                               D                                 
To more tales than you'll ever know. 
                                                               
                                                                
                                                                
With the years in between, it was foolish to dream 
                           F#m                                     
That he'd ever remember my face, 
      A                                                          
But I bought him a beer and as I set it down near him, 
                               D                                 
The old man looked up from his place. 

    G                              F#m                              
"By Christ, is it thee?" he said. "Well, bugger me," he said. 
G                     D                                           
"Champion to see thee again! 
G                        F#m                                        
Isn't it strange how you just haven't changed?" I said. 
Em                        A                                        
"Neither have you, me old friend." 
                                                                
G                       F#m                                         
"Is it thee?" he said. "I'll go to sea" he said. 
G                      D                                          
"Champion to see thee again! 
G                        F#m                                        
Isn't it strange how you just haven't changed?" I said. 
Em                        A                                        
"Neither have you, my old friend." 


        G                   D         F#m walk up to B in bass             
But you drinking men at the Old Number Ten, 
    G           D                                                
You seem such a long time ago. 
    G                            D            F#m                    
You seem so much different since last time we met, 
    A    walk down to F#    walk up to D                         
But maybe it's me; I don't know.