Probably not perfect but sounds pretty good to me.
G C
I was only a boy when the village I fled,
C D G
To some southern flung place all about I had read,
G C
I said give me a year and I’ll return again,
C D G
Then a year turned to two and then two turned to ten,
C Bm D
Oh and seventeen summers I gave to this city,
C Bm D
With many a lover that came and then went,
C Bm D
All the friends and the stories, I think of them dearly,
G C D G G,C,D,G
On these rotten streets my best days have been spent,
G C
I was only a boy when to London I came,
C D G
Chancing my luck on some fortune or fame,
G C
Well still they removed me, but still I remain,
C D G
That dirty old river, it runs through my veins,
C Bm D
Oh and seventeen summers I gave to this city,
C Bm D
With many a lover that came and then went,
C Bm D
All the friends and the stories, I think of them dearly,
G C D G G,C,D,G
On these rotten streets my best days have been spent,
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C Bm D
Oh and seventeen summers I gave to this city,
C Bm D
With many a lover that came and then went,
C Bm D
All the friends and the stories, I think of them dearly,
G C D G
On these rotten streets my best days have been spent,
G C D G
On these rotten streets my best days have been spent.
