Ann And Joe

Fm Long ago... Fm Eb Outside a chip shop in Walthamstow, Eb C# Was a young rocker called Greasy Joe, C# C C He put on his helmet, and said “let's go!” Fm He was keen, Fm Eb Off up the High Street like Barry Sheene, Eb C# Doing his best to look very mean, C# C C 'Till he met Ann on a new machine, F Rrrrummm-ing away together, F Rrrrummm-ing away in leather, Bb Bb Ann and Joe, F They passed the Bloody Tower Bb At a hundred miles an hour, F And they were so amazed, Bb The Tower Bridge was raised, F They raced up to the top, Bb And found they couldn't stop, F They flew right off the end, Bb And landed in the Thames, C Hand in hand... (Fade out)