Southern Comfort

A, A7, Bm, D, A A7 Bm Well, my Bankock Chicken boy, I think you drank the bar dry D A And that's a shame, because I could do with some company A7 So barman rustle up a couple of Jacks Bm D So me and the boys can sit and attack A The shit, that's been bringing us down... G Bm 'Cos this is bigger than all of us G D And this is bigger than me G Bm So if you need some comfort G D Oh I give to you sweet sympathy. A7, Bm, D, A Sometimes you make me feel like Elvis, at his greatest Sometimes you give me the strength to get out of bed in the morning sun But I've got too much pride To put myself on the line And I'm not talking you up just to talk you down... Ch Speed up A7 Bm So come on lets dance a little longer D A Come on lets dance a little longer A7 Bm Come on dance a little longer with me D A Come on dance a little longer with me A7 Bm Come on dance a little longer with me D A Come on dance a little longer with me Fast Ch G Bm And I'm weak and I'm weak and I'm weak I am G D So weak so weak and I am so weak so weak And I am so weak and I am as chorus So if you need some comfort You just bring it back to me And if you need some comfort You know my arms are free And if you need some comfort Oh I give to you Sweet Sym-pa-thy....(that's the high bit)