from: Down From Above, 1990 [Bm]I have not for[E]gotten
The [Bm]towers of grey
And the [E]flags in the street
Black[Bm]currant and rum
In our [E]young blood
And the [Bm]places we’d [E]meet [Bm]I have not for[E]gotten
That old [Bm]van that we drove
To the [E]Firth of Forth
And the [Bm]magic of being
[E]Fifteen years old
And [Bm]free looking out on the [E]sea
Oh and I [D]never [E]looked
and I [D]never looked [E]back
Oh and I [D]never [E]looked
and I [D]never looked [E]back
The [Bm]wind and the rain
of [E]our home town
And the [Bm]passions we spent
At [E]festival time
How we [Bm]drank and ran a[E]round
Oh and I [D]never [E]looked
and I [D]never looked [E]back
Oh and I [D]never [E]looked
and I [D]never looked [E]back
There are [D]ghosts in the corners of that [A]town
(Where we used to be)
[D] In the closes and [A]alleys
(In the high [D]street)
And there’s just something a[A]bout it
(Something I [D]love)
Must be the clean [A]air
makes me glad that I’m
[D]On__[A]__ my [D]way back [G]home
And I’m [E]not alone
[D]On__[A]__ my [D]way back [G]home
And I’m [E]not alone
[Bm]Dancing on the street
In the [E]black black night
We [Bm]wore our jeans
with [E]holes in the knees
And we [Bm]laughed at the drunken [E]sight
Oh and I [D]never [E]looked
and I [D]never looked [E]back
Oh and I [D]never [E]looked
and I [D]never looked [E]back
There are [D]ghosts in the corners of that [A]town
(Where we used to be)
[D] In the closes and [A]alleys
(In the high [D]street)
And there’s just something a[A]bout it
(Something I [D]love)
Must be the clean [A]air
makes me glad that I’m
[D]On__[A]__ my [D]way back [G]home
And I’m [E]not alone
[D]On__[A]__ my [D]way back [G]home
And I’m [E]not alone