Folk Club Song

F F/E Bb C F I can see him riding down the hill on his old fashioned bike Gm Dm Bb C hair streaming in the wind; carefree as you like F F/E Bb C F I can see him singing from the floor of workers and their rights, Bb Dm Bb C The sound of his conviction would set the room alight Bb C/Bb Bb C F I didn’t know him* well, I barely knew his* name Bb F Bb C But I miss his* conversation and his* friendship all the same Bb C/Bb Bb C F I didn’t know him* well, I barely knew his* name Dm C F But I miss him* all the same F F/E Bb C F She’d always turn up early laden down with bags and all; Gm Dm Bb C Raffle prizes, ticket books; candles for the hall F F/E Bb C F She made the night run smoothly, always done without a frown Bb Dm Bb C but when she sang of love and loss, she’d bring the whole house down F F/E Bb C F They’d turn up in five sep’rate cars, the bonny shanty crew Gm Dm Bb C They’d have a setlist all prepared but change it halfway through F F/E Bb C F They’d ramble through their introductions; with a joke or two Bb Dm Bb C But then, their simple harmonies were wonderful and true F F/E Bb C F We never ever heard him sing a song nor play a tune Gm Dm Bb C I suspect if we had asked him he’d’ve run out of the room F F/E Bb C F But he would sing along with gusto to every chorus and refrain Bb Dm Bb C Then quietly slip out from the back to catch his last train F F/E Bb C F I have this image in my head, of a folk club in the sky Gm Dm Bb C Where candles never sputter out and the beer never runs dry F F/E Bb C F Where songs are ne’er forgotten and guitars, they stay in key Bb Dm Bb C and everyone knows all the words in glorious harmony F F/E Bb C F His ready smile would light the room, as musicians they come in Gm Dm Bb C His instruments all prepared for the session to begin F F/E Bb C F He’d sometimes struggle with the words of his self written song Bb Dm Bb C But when the last chords sounded we were all singing along.