{commedia}mp3/the-rolling-stones/street-fighting-man.mp3{/commedia}F Gm7 C7 Ev'rywhere I hear the sound of marching, charging feet, boy  F Gm7 C7  'Cause summer's here and the time is right for fighting in the street, boy  D7 G But what can a poor boy do  Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band  'Cause in sleepy London town  D7 There's just no place for a street fighting man! No! | D7 | C | F | C | F C7 Hey! Think the time is right for a violent revolution   F C7 But where I live the game to play is compromise solution  D7 G Well, then what can a poor boy do  Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band  'Cause in sleepy London town  D7 There's just no place for a street fighting man! No! | D7 | C | F | C | F C7 Hey! Said my name is called disturbance  F C7 I'll shout and scream, I'll kill the king, I'll rail at all his servants  D7 G Well, what can a poor boy do  Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band  'Cause in sleepy London town  D7 There's just no place for a street fighting man! No! G What can a poor boy do  Except to sing for a rock 'n' roll band  B Well, pale. Have you seen a lady fairer? Eb She comes in colours ev'rywhere. B She combs her hair. She's like a rainbow. Eb B  Comoing colurs in the air ev'rywhere F7 She comes in colours.  B Have you seen her all in.						

					

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