(Ian Hunter)
(Intro) & A D D A & A D D A (Verse 1) &A Bm D A Sleet lay heavy on the road that led from Birmingham & A A/G# F#m F#m/E G D Unseeing eyes, defeated pride and mysteries of man & A Bm D A In many years the helpless tears have left the troubled brow & A A/G# F#m F#m/E D A A man once tall he fought them all but he is older now & A D D A (Verse 2) & A Bm D A For in your youth you think the truth will always win the game & A A/G# F#m F#m/E G D Some men are kings, some men are rooks, some men are pawns to blame & A Bm D A But if your skin is coloured black well the dice are hidden in & A A/G# F#m F#m/E D A the minds of fools who twist the rules so you can never win &A (Chorus) & A C#m F#m E D Birmingham, Birmingham underneath your face & F#m E D there's nothing but a space You're hollow. & A D D A (Verse 3) & A Bm D A The lighted sky begins to cry his shabby coat is bleak & A A/G# F#m F#m/E G D and homes with windows dressed in warmth and mouths that never speak & A Bm D A His mind is dead, the visions spread the past before his feet & A A/G# F#m F#m/E D A and thankfully he wears that dream that shields him from the street & D D A (Verse 4) & A Bm D A Goodnight my friend this is the end you'll never cry again & A A/G# F#m F#m/E G D You'll never have to smile away the bastards and the maimed & A Bm D A Is it too late or can you wait to take another's hand & A A/G# F#m F#m/E D A and walk together down that road that leads from Birmingham & A (Chorus) & A C#m F#m E D Birmingham, Birmingham underneath your face & F#m E D there's nothing but a space Inside you & A D D A & A C#m F#m E D Birmingham, Birmingham underneath your face & F#m E D there's nothing but a space & Amaj7 Dmaj7 You're hollow. (Outro) &Amaj7 Dmaj7
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Transcribed by Greg Luker; lyric corrections by Gregg Erwin