up the pool — текст песни (Jethro Tull)

Date: Sun, 18 Jan 1998 20:05:04 +0100 (CET)
From: Peter Eybert
To: guitar@olga.net
Subject: CRD: Up The Pool by Jethro Tull

Up the Pool

written by Ian Anderson
performed by Jethro Tull
from Living in the past, 1971
transcribed by Peter Eybert


[Capo 7]

Dm7 D C G D

D A4 A
I`m going up the `Pool, from down the smoke below
D A4 A
to taste me mum`s jam Sarnis and see our Aunty Flo,
Bm A4 A G Bm A4 A G
The candy floss salesman watches ladies in the sand
C G Bb C
down for freaky weekends in the hope that they`ll be meeting
D C G Dm7 D
Mr. Universe.

D A4 A
The iron tower smiles down upon the silver sea
D A4 A
and along the golden mile they`ll be swigging mugs of tea.
Bm A4 A G Bm A4 A G
The politicians there who`ve come to take the air
C G Bb C
while posing for the daily press will look around and blame the mess
D C G Dm7 D
on Edward Pier.

D C G D
There`ll be buckets, spades and bingo, cockles, muscels, rainy days
Bb C D G6
seaweed and sand-castles, icy waves.
D C G D
Deck-chairs, rubber dinghies, old vests, braces dangling down,
Bb C D
a sun-tanned stranded starfish in a daze.


We`re going up the `Pool from down the Smoke below

to taste me mum`s jam Sarnis and see our Aunty Flo,

The candy floss salesman watches ladies in the sand

down for freaky weekends in the hope that they`ll be meeting

Mr. Universe.

D C G D C G D Am
Oh, Blackpool, oh, Blackpool.


A4 = Asus4 = x02230

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