Verse
D A D G
Sunday Service, Hengistbury Head
D A D G
Down the One Stop when you’re usually in bed
D A D G
Desolate bus like machine room spray abandons us and
D A D
Thelma walks the dog and
G D
Lotty braves the fog and
[Verse 2]
D A D G
Litter here blows in from some where every year and
D A D G
High tide is six month long and five miles wide
D A D G
And the surf shack sells you rain Macs and
D A D G
You can brave the weather or your money back and
D A
You can ruin your clothes
[Verse 3]
D G
Or raindrops on your nose
G
Or wait here at the terminus
F#m
The Sunday evenings omnibus
Em
Brookside or an ambulance
D
Repossessed or recompensed
G
Common ground on common sense
[Verse 4]
F#m
Intended for the most intense
Em
Weekends are a weak defence
D
And bus rides here are sixty pence
G D
Oh Oh…. And repeat to fade