F C Bb C He was just a social drinker but social every nightF C Bb C He enjoyed a pint or two or three or fourF C Bb C She was just a silent thinker, silent every nightF C Bb C He'd enjoyed the thought of killing her beforeF C Bb C Well he was very rarely drunk but very rarely soberF C Bb C And he didn't think the problem was his drinkF C Bb C But he only knew his problem when he knocked her overF C Bb C And when the rotting flesh began to stink [Chorus]F C Bb C Cry freedom for the woman in the wallF C Bb C Cry freedom for she has no voice at allF C Dm Bb I hear her cry all day, all nightF C Dm Bb I hear her voice from deep within the wallF C Made a cross from knitting needlesDm Bb Made a grave from hoover bagsF C F Especially for the woman in the wall [Verse 2]F C Bb C She'd knitted him a jumper with dominoes on itF C Bb C So he wore it everyday in every weekF C Bb C Pretended to himself that she hadn't really goneF C Bb C And pretended that he thought he heard her speakF C Bb C And then at last it seemed that he was really winningF C Bb C He felt that he had some sort of gripF C Bb C But all of his new life was sent a-spinningF C Bb C When the rotting wall began to drip [Chorus]F C Bb C Cry freedom for the woman in the wallF C Bb C Cry freedom for she has no voice at allF C Dm Bb I hear her cry all day, all nightF C Dm Bb I hear her voice from deep within the wallF C Made a cross from knitting needlesDm Bb Made a grave from hoover bagsF C F C Bb C Especially for the woman in the wall[Outro] F C Bb C E|--------------|------------------| B|--------------|------------------| G|--------------|------------------| D|--------------|------------------| A|--------3-----|-0-1-0-1-3--0-----| E|-1-1-1--------|---------------3--|
Woman In The Wall
The Beautiful South
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Tom: