Keep It - Dexys Midnight Runners, guitar chords

Published: 2013-07-05 21:05
Selection chords: Sofia Davis

F# D# C#7 B x2

F#                A#            D#
 The world lives in your front room
                        C#            C#7
Youʼre sitting happy in gloom
     B                                  F#
Fate worries you, you will not give her room
         A#         D#                     C#           C#7
You give credit for might, inspiration and sight,
        B                                     F#
But you miss the point, you wonʼt join in the fight
             A#        D#
You think to use is to lose
          D#
So youʼre clinging, pulling, pleading

B              C#
Try to keep it safe
        B                           C#
Keep it cosy but it feels so out of place
                 B                          C#
Youʼre feeling a loss but youʼre not fit to make it
                  B                             C#
Youʼre offered so much but youʼre frightened to take it.

F# D# x2

F#         A#         D#                      C#         C#7
 It never was really proved, never was understood,
          B                          F#
But there really is no virtue in the good
        A#          D#                            C#         C#7
Theyʼre shouting so loud that theyʼd do better to mine
       B                                F#
Youʼre deafened and you cannot hear the rhyme
    A#         D#
But secrets in whispers pull you, try to tempt you

B               C#
Try and keep it safe
        B                           C#
Keep it cosy but it feels so out of place
                 B                          C#
Youʼre feeling a loss but youʼre not fit to make it
                  B                            C#
Youʼre offered so much but youʼre not going to take it.

F# D# C#7 B

F#            A#         D#                       C#        C#7
 You beg for help and advice, how to handle your life,
        B                                 F#
But you dare not move, you cannot pay the price
        A#             D#
Chances slip, you just shatter, flatter, forget what matters

B
Spout your lines, read all your books
    C#
You hear the sounds, miss all the hooks
     B                            C#
Your best is what you least understand
    B
You hate the graft, wonʼt join the race,
       C#
Youʼre scared to scar your pretty face
B                                C#
State now cos your headʼs in the sand.

B C# x4
F# C# B C#