Amaj7 F#m Bm D I was handed down the looks of a man with a broken nose Amaj7 F#m Bm D Thatʼs the way our family was I suppose Amaj7 F#m Bm D But at least you gave me deeply profound Amaj7 F#m Bm D As we lay and chattered late upon the cricket ground E7 D You didnʼd have to love me A E7 Where others got rid E7 D You didnʼt have to treat me like a very good friend A Bm But Iʼm glad you did D E7 Iʼm glad that you did A F#m One thing I never said to you A F#m And one thing I never can A F#m Amongst the false applause and the deafening cheers A Bm D Iʼm you No. 1 fan Amaj7 Iʼm you No. 1 fan Amaj7 F#m Bm D Iʼm the richly blessed daughter of a mother with tatooed arms Amaj7 F#m Bm D Thatʼs the way my family life, life was charmed Amaj7 F#m Bm D But at least it gave me a mental grace Amaj7 F#m Bm D And a thought at the pit of my mind and a smile on my face E7 D You didnʼt have to listen A E7 To a word that Iʼd said E7 D You didnʼt have to tell me all those silly old jokes A Bm D For every tear that I shed E7 Every tear that I shed A F#m ʼCos one thing I never said to you A F#m And one thing I never can A F#m Amongst the false applause and the deafening cheers A Bm D Iʼm you No. 1 fan Amaj7 Iʼm you No. 1 fan Amaj7 F#m Bm D I was handed down a bike with a crooked old wheel Amaj7 F#m Bm D But I rode it on a million lanes the way that you made me feel Amaj7 F#m Bm D But at least we thought about it so long and so hard Amaj7 F#m Bm D As we sat upon our mother in the graveyard E7 D And you donʼt have to listen A E7 To a word in this song E7 D You picture hangs the same and in the same old place A Bm D Even though that youʼve gone E7 Even though that youʼve gone A F#m ʼCos one thing I never said to you A F#m And one thing I never can A F#m Amongst the false applause and the deafening cheers A Bm D Iʼm you No. 1 fan Amaj7 Iʼm you No. 1 fan
