Time For Heroes - Libertines, ukulele chords

Published: 2015-01-08 19:52
Selection chords: Sofia Davis

                C       Em
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot?
Am                              F   F     F  F
Shovelled up like muck, and set the night on fire.
F  F    C                      Em
Wombles bleed.  Truncheons and Shields,
F                         G
You know I cherish you my love.

              C                   Em
But thereʼs a rumour spread nasty disease around town,
Am                           F    F   F    F
Caught round the houses with your trousers down.
F F    C            Em              F              G
A head rush, in the bush, you know I cherish you my love.

          F              G        G  G  F#  F
Oh, how I cherish you my love,
                     Fm
Tell me what can you want, now youʼve got it all.
C               Em                       Am                 F
Ah the scene is obscene, timeʼll strip it away, a year and a day.
         G
And Bill Bones, Bill Bones knows what I mean,

              C            Em
He knows itʼs eating, itʼs chewing me up,
             Am                          F    F   F  F     F
And itʼs not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood...
F     C                   Em   F                   G
Itʼs all, itʼs all in my hands, and itʼs all up the walls.

        C                            Em
All the stale chips are up, and they hope stakes are down,
          Am                    F     F    F    F     F
Itʼs these ignorant faces, they bring this town down.
F C                       Em
I sighed, and sunken with pride,
  F                        G
I passed myself down on my knees,

      F                        G      G  G  F#  F
Yes I passed myself down on my knees,
                         Fm                      C
Now tell me what can you want, see youʼve got it all.
                     Em
The whole scene is obscene,
                    Am                F
Time will strip it away, a year and a day.
         G
And Bill Bones, Bill Bones knows what I mean.

                 C            Em
He knows thereʼs fewer more distressing sights,
                Am               F   F    F
Then that of an English man in a baseball cap.
F   F     C                        Em
Now weʼll die in the class we were born,
             F                    G
And thatʼs a class of our own, my love.
  F                    G
A class of our own, my love.

C
Ahh, ah,
Em
Ahh, ah,
Am            F F F F F F
Ahh, ah ahh ahhh.
C
Ahh, ah,
Em
Ahh, ah,
F              G
Ah, ah ahh ahhh.

                C       Em
Did you see the stylish kids in the riot?
Am                              F   F     F  F
Shovelled up like muck, and set the night on fire.
F  F    C                      Em
Wombles bleed.  Truncheons and Shields,
           F              G
You know I cherish you my love.

      F              G      G  G  G  C
And I cherish you my love.