Biografia:
The Beautiful South were an English pop group formed at the end of the 1980s by former members of Hull group The Housemartins - Paul Heaton and Dave Hemingway. The duo were initially joined by Sean Welch (bass), Dave Stead (drums) and Dave Rotheray (guitar), all of whom stayed with the group throughout their 19-year career. Later additions included female vocalist Briana Corrigan; she was replaced by Jacqui Abbott, who in turn was replaced by Alison Wheeler.
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Old Red Eyes Is Back
G
Old Red eyes is back
A7 C G
Red from the night before the night before
G A7 C G
Walked into the wrong bar walked into a door
G
Old Red's in town
A7 C G
And sitting late at night he doesn't make a sound
G A7 C G
Just adding to the wrinkles on his deadly frown
G A7 C G
They're only red from all the tears that I should've shed
G A7 C G
They're only red from all the women that I could've wed
G A7 C G
So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise
G
They could never be blue
A7 C
They could never be blue
G G
They could never be blue
A7 C G
They could never be blue
G
Listen up Old Red
A7 C G
You never listened to a word the doctor said
G A7 C G
He told you if you drank another you'd be dead
G
Old Red eyes is back
A7 C G
His shoulders ache all over and his brain is sore
G A7 C G
He pours a drink and listens to his body thaw
G A7 C G
They're only red from all the thoughts unused inside my head
G A7 C G
They're only red from all the things I could have done instead
G A7 C G
So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise
G
They could never be blue
A7 C
They could never be blue
G G
They could never be blue
A7 C G
They could never be blue
G A7 C G/B
Blue is a street without an end
G A7 C G/B
Red is the colour of my hell
G/D A7 C G/B
Blue is a greeting from a friend
G/D A7 C G
Red is the colour of farewell
G
Old Red he died
A7 C G
And every single landlord in the district cried
G A7 C G
An empty bottle of whisky laying by his side
G A7 C G
A lazy little tear running from each eye
G
They could never be blue
A7 C
They could never be blue
G G
They could never be blue
A7 C G
They could never be blue
Becky G
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