The Riddle Akordy
Nik Kershaw
Verse 1:
I've got Atwo strong Barms, C#mblessings of DBabylon
with Bmtime to Gcarry on and F#mtry for Esins and Afalse alBarms
C#mSo to ADmerica the D#brave
Bmwise Amen Dsave
Chorus:
ENear a F#mtree by a Eriver is a Ahole in the Bground,
where an F#mold man of E?arran? goes aDround and aAround
And his F#mmind is a Ebeacon in the Aveil of the Bnight,
for a F#mstrange kind of Efashion there's a Dwrong and a Aright
But I'll Bmnever Aever Dfight Eover F#myou E
Verse 2:
I've got Aplans for Bus, C#mnights in the Dscullery
and Bmdays inGstead of me, I F#monly Eknow what Ato disBcuss,
C#moh, for Danything but D#light
Bmwise Amen Dfighting Eover F#myou
EIt's not Ame you Bsee,
C#mseasons of Dgasoline and D#gold
Bmwise Amen Dfold
Chorus:
ENear a F#mtree by a Eriver is a Ahole in the Bground,
where an F#mold man of Earon? goes aDround and aAround
And his F#mmind is a Ebeacon in the Aveil of the Bnight,
for a F#mstrange kind of Efashion there's a Dwrong and a Aright
But I'll Bmnever Aever Dfight Eover Gyou
Bridge:
CI've got Ftime to Bbkill, Asly looks in Dcorridors withGout a
Fplan of yours,
A Esus4blackbird Esings on AmBlueGbirdChill
Dthanks for the calling of the Bbwild D#
Cmwise Bbmen's Ebchild F
Middle Part with bagpipes etc.
Chorus:
FNear a Gmtree by a Friver is a Bbhole in the Cground,
where an Gmold man of F?arran? goes aD#round and aBbround
And his Gmmind is a Fbeacon in the Bbveil of the Cnight,
for a Gmstrange kind of Ffashion there's a D#wrong and a Bbright
But he'll Cmnever Bbever D#fight...
FNear a Gmtree by a Friver is a Bbhole in the Cground,
where an Gmold man of F?arran? goes aD#round and aBbround
And his Gmmind is a Fbeacon in the Bbveil of the Cnight,
for a Gmstrange kind of Ffashion there's a D#wrong and a Bbright
But he'll Cmnever Bbever D#fight Fover Cmyou Bb D#
FNo he'll Cmnever Bbever D#fight Fover Gmyou.
Verse 1:
I've got two strong arms, blessings of Babylon
with time to carry on and try for sins and false alarms
So to America the brave
wise men save
Chorus:
Near a tree by a river is a hole in the ground,
where an old man of ?arran? goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night,
for a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right
But I'll never ever fight over you
Verse 2:
I've got plans for us, nights in the scullery
and days instead of me, I only know what to discuss,
oh, for anything but light
wise men fighting over you
It's not me you see,
seasons of gasoline and gold
wise men fold
Chorus:
Near a tree by a river is a hole in the ground,
where an old man of aron goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night,
for a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right
But I'll never ever fight over you
Bridge:
I've got time to kill, sly looks in corridors without a
plan of yours,
A blackbird sings on Bluebirdhill
thanks for the calling of the wild
wise men's child
Chorus:
Near a tree by a river is a hole in the ground,
where an old man of ?arran? goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night,
for a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right
But he'll never ever fight.
Near a tree by a river is a hole in the ground,
where an old man of ?arran? goes around and around
And his mind is a beacon in the veil of the night,
for a strange kind of fashion there's a wrong and a right
But he'll never ever fight over you
No he'll never ever fight over you.