E B E
As I camped out one evening to take the midnight air
A B
I heard a maiden grieving from somewhere over there
A E A E
Who is it you are mourning; for whom do you wear grey?
A E F# B7
She said I pine for no one - I just can't pay my way.
A E B E
Ever since the chattering classes invaded Hebden Bridge
A E F# B
And priced the likes of me and mine to the pots of the Pennine Ridge
A E A E
To South East Wales I was forced to flee and now I have no job
A B7 E
That's why tonight I'm sitting on top of Lord Hereford's Knob.
B E
For you I'd waive expenses to try and help you out
A B
For your beauty influences the landscape hereabouts
A E A E
Look up my betrothed at Three Cocks; be sure she'll see you right
A E F# B7
While I go up to Yorkshire and there avenge your plight.
A E B E
Soon reports were filtering through to me the pair were drowning in bliss
A E F# B
I can't recall having ever been cuckolded quite like this
A E A
I gave up hope ironically for Lent,
E A B7 E
Come see me living in a bivvie if you're ever up Pen-Y-Ghent.
B E
Although upon reflection I've been a trifle green
A B
I still think with affection on everything that's been
A E A E
So prepare that fatted calf and string up the bunting gay
A E F# B7
Your brisk and bonny ploughboy is coming home today.
E B E B7
And tonight he'll be sitting on top of Lord Hereford's Knob.
E B E B7
Tonight he'll be sitting on top of Lord Hereford's Knob.
E B
On touching the trig point I found my thrill
E B
To the east Brokeback Mountain, to the west Benny Hill
E B
I'll give you the grid ref - you might like to go:
E B
SO2 24350.
E B
Could this be heaven, would that be the Severn?
E B
Twampa, Twampa, you're gonna need a jumper,
E B E B7
It gets a bit chilly on top of Lord Hereford's Knob.
E B E
Tonight he'll be sitting on top of Lord Hereford's Knob.
B7 E
All of our songs sound the same;
B7 E
Tonight he'll be sitting on top of Lord Hereford's Knob.
B7 E
I'm keeping two chevrons apart;
B7 E
Tonight he'll be sitting on top of Lord Hereford's Knob.
B7 E
You're the reason why paradise lost;
B7 E
Tonight he'll be sitting on top of Lord Hereford's Knob.
