Dire Straits

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Intro: Riff
C  B#  (x4)

                        F          C
Bella donna's on the high street
                       F        C
Her breasts upon the off beat
                               F         C
And the stalls are just the side shows
               F           C
Victoriana's old clothes
                         F        C
And yes her jeans are tight now
                    F        C
She gotta travel light now
                               F        C
She's gotta tear up all her roots now
                             F        C
She got a turn up for the boots now
 F 
Yeah she thinks she's tough
                        C
She ain't no english rose
 F 
But the blind singer
                            C
He's seen enough and he knows
 Bb 
Yes and he do a song
           F               C
About A long gone Irish girl
 Bb                       F            C
Ah but I got one for you Portobello bell

She sees a man upon his back there
Escaping from a sack there
And bella donna lingers
Her gloves they got no fingers
Yeah, the blind man singing Irish
He get his money in a tin dish
Just a corner serenader
Upon a time he could have made her, made her
Yeah she thinks she's tough
She ain't no english rose
But the blind singer
He's seen enough and he knows
Yes and do a song
About a long gone Irish girl
Ah but I got one for you Portobello bell

Yes and the barrow boys are hawking
And a parakeet is aquawking
Upon a truck there is a rhino
She get the crying of a wino
And then she hear the reggae rumble
Bella donna's in the jungle
But she in no garden flower
There is no distress in the tower
Oh, bella donna walks
Bella donna taking a stroll
But she don't care about your window box
Or your button hole
Yes and she sing a song about a long gone Irish girl
Ah but I got one for you Portobello belle.


B#  XX5553
Bb  113331