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                                                                    THE JAM: DOWN IN THE TUBE STATION AT MIDNIGHTWords and music by Paul WellerAm                 D7The distant echoAm                  D7                  Gmaj7 Of faraway voices boarding faraway trainsAm                 D7To take them home to Am                  D7                  Gmaj7The ones that they love and who love them foreverAm                              D7The glazed, dirty _ stepsAm                  D7                                     Gmaj7Repeat my own and reflect my thoughtsAm                  D7              Am                  D7Cold and uninviting, partially naked                  G                                    BmExcept for toffee wrappers and this mornings papersC                     D      Mr Jones got run downG                      		        Bm Headlines of death and sorrow, they tell of tomorrowC                                 DMadmen on the rampageG                      		              Bm                C     DAnd I’m down in the tube station at midnight. OoooooooooohAm                 D7I fumble for changeAm                  D7                  Gmaj7 And pull out the queen, smiling, beguilingAm                 D7I put in the moneyAm                  D7        Gmaj7 And pull out a plumb behind meAm                      D7Whispers in the shadowsAm                  D7       Gmaj7 Gruff blazing voices, hating, waitingAm                      D7     Am                      D7“Hey boy” they shout, “have you got any money”                 G                      		     Bm And I said, “I’ve a little money and a take away curry.C                                           DI’m on my way home to my wifeG                      		     Bm She’ll be lining up the cutlery, you know she’s expecting me,C                                           DPolishing the glasses and out the cork”.G                      		              Bm                C     DAnd I’m down in the tube station at midnight. OoooooooooohI first felt a fistAnd then a kick, I could now smell their breath,They smelt of pubs And Wormwood scrubs and too many right wing meetings.My life swan around me in its own existenceThe smell of brown leather, it blended in with the weather,It filled my eyes, ears, nose and mouth,It blocked my sensesCouldn’t see, hear, speak any longer.And I’m down in the tube station at midnight. OoooooooooohI said I was down in the tube station at midnight. OoooooooooohThe last thing I saw as I lay there on the floorWas “Jesus saves” painted by an atheist nutterAnd a British rail poster read “ have an awayday a cheap holiday, do it today”I glanced back on my life and thought about my wifeCause they took the keys and she’ll think its meAnd I’m down in the tube station at midnight. OoooooooooohThe wine will be flat and the curry’s gone coldI’m down in the tube station at midnight. OoooooooooohDon’t wanna goAnd I’m down in the tube station at midnight. OoooooooooohAm (X 0 2 2 1 0)D7 (X X 0 2 1 2)Gmaf7 (3 X 4 4 3 X)G ( 3 2 0 0 0 3)Bm ( X 2 4 4 3 2)C ( X 32 0 1 0)D (X X 0 2 3 2)This is a great song from a great band, I cant believe that there isn’t that many Jam songs on here. It’s my goal to let everyone know how great they are. Theres more where this came from.