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from: Christian Korbanka, Cologne, Germany
e-mail: Christian_Korbanka@msn.com
lyrics and chords of: Just Who Is The Five OґClock Her? by The Jam 

Suggestions and corrections are always welcome!
date: 95/10/15



A                 Dbm
Hello darlin' I'm home again,
A                   F#m7       Bm
Covered in shit and aches and pains,
D                                   Db
Too knackered to think, so give me time to come round,
D                                     Bb
Just gimme the livingroom beat to the T.V. sound.

Gm   Bb   Gm

A                             Dbm
My hard earned dough goes in bills and the larder,
A                                   F#m7         Bm
And that Prince Philipp tells us we gotta work harder,
D                             Db
It seems a constant struggle just to exist,
D                          Bb
Scrimping and saving and crossing off lists.

Gm   Bb   Gm

Eb                               D
From this window I've seen the whole world pass,
Eb                                D
From dawn to dusk I've heard the last laugh laughed,
Eb                              C
I've seen enough tears to wash away this street,
              F                         Dm     Gm
I've heard wedding bells chime, and a funeral march,
        Eb                      D
When as one life finishes the other one starts.

G   Bm   G   Em   Am   Cmaj7   B

C                                B
From this window I've seen the whole world pass,
C                                 B
From dawn to dusk I've heard the last laugh laughed,
C                               A
I've seen enough tears to wash away this street,
              D                         Bm     Em
I've heard wedding bells chime, and a funeral march,
         C                      B                 E
When as one life finishes the other one starts.

A                        Dbm
Alright the love, so I'll be off now,
A                                     F#m7       Bm
It's back to the lunchbox and worker/management rows,
D                                  Db
There's gotta be more to this old life than this,
D                           Bb
Scrimping and saving and crossing off lists.

G   Bm   G   Em   Am   Cmaj7   B

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