[ Woman In The Wall von Beautiful South ]



F             C                  Bb           C
He was just a social drinker but social every night
F    C               Bb              C
He enjoyed a pint or two or three or four
F              C               Bb           C
She was just a silent thinker, silent every night
F    C                      Bb          C
He'd enjoyed the thought of killing her before


F             C                  Bb           C
Well he was very rarely drunk but very rarely sober
F             C            Bb           C
And he didn't think the problem was his drink
F             C                  Bb           C
But he only knew his problem when he knocked her over
F             C         Bb           C
And when the rotting flesh began to stink


Chorus:
  F        C       Dm       Bb
Cry freedom for the woman in the wall
  F        C       Dm       Bb
Cry freedom for she has no voice at all
  F        C       Dm       Bb
I hear her cry all day, all night
  F        C          Dm              Bb
I hear her voice from deep within the wall
       F                   C
Made a cross from knitting needles
       Dm                Bb
Made a grave from hoover bags
  F                C            F
Especially for the woman in the wall


F             C            Bb           C
She'd knitted him a jumper with dominoes on
F       C           Bb           C
So he wore it everyday in every week
F             C                  Bb           C
Pretended to himself that she hadn't really gone
F             C            Bb           C
Pretended that he thought he heard her speak


F             C                  Bb           C
Then at last it seemed that he was really winning
F        C         Bb           C
He felt that he had some sort of grip
F             C          Bb           C
But all of his new life was sent a-spinning
F       C          Bb           C
When the rotting wall began to drip


**Chorus