G C G
Sitting in a sleazy snack-bar sucking
C D G
Sickly sausage rolls,
G C G
Slipping down slowly, slipping down sideways,
C D7 Em
Think I’ll sign off the dole.
Chorus:
G C G
‘Cause the fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine,
C D G
The fog on the Tyne is all mine,
G C G
The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine,
C D7 Em
The fog on the Tyne is all mine.
Verse:
G C G
Could a copper catch a crooked coffin maker,
C D G
Could a copper comprehend,
G C G
That a crooked coffin maker is just an undertaker
C D7 Em
Who undertakes to be your friend.
Chorus:
G C G
‘Cause the fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine,
C D G
The fog on the Tyne is all mine,
G C G
The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine,
C D7 Em
The fog on the Tyne is all mine.
Verse:
G C G
Tell the truth tomorrow, today will take it’s time
C D G
To tell you what tonight will bring,
G C G
Presently we’ll have a pint or two together,
C G7 Em (rest) C (rest)
Everybody do their thing.
Verse:
G C G
We can swing together, we can have a wee wee,
C D G
We can have a wet on the wall,
G C G
If someone slips a whisper that it’s simple sister,
C D7 Em
Slap them down and slobber on their smalls.
Chorus:
G C G
‘Cause the fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine,
C D G
The fog on the Tyne is all mine,
G C G
The fog on the Tyne is all mine, all mine,
C D7 Em
The fog on the Tyne is all mine.
Repeat chorus to fade
