July 2012
Words and music
by Richard Homer
4/4, 110 bpm Intro
EE, AA, BB,
Here, just the / one
dripping / tap, with / me
alone // again,
without / you here // tonight;
in the garden, / I
hear the / crying of the / tree
just like me / miserable,
/ taut and // uptight.
Extra
B A E
A Mardy winter
night / here with / me
B A E
the Gavenny
trickle, / Ysgyryd Fawr up / there
B A E
bare, cold, alone,
I’m a / pining winter / tree
A E B E
a nocturnal / bird,
up in the / high, open / air
E A B E
I went down the / hill
in / cold / weather // attire,
A E B E
to pick up some / money,
/ grab a / pack or two of / beer,
E A B E
the icy wind /
biting like a / Formula One / tyre,
A E B E B E
the warm lights of
the / flickering town / coming // near.
Walking / brisk in
the / cold night / air
thinking //again
of / when we used to / rhyme
I keep thinking /
back to / when you used to / care;
high up, in the /
sky, a glittering, blinking / mime.
Ch
E A B EBE
Abergavenny / bitter,
/ winter /// night
But the machine
didn’t / want to / make me happy, / oh no,
when I went to get
the / hole money from / HSB / C.
I checked if / Barclays’
would / accept me, the // Maestro,
the quiet, cold / Cibi
at the / back of / me.
Back up, I /
rested on my / broken wall of / brick
I met a / man, who
/ stopped for a / talk
about the end of /
autumn, the brisk / winter time / prick
I went home, he /
went on taking the / dog for a / walk
Abergavenny / bitter,
/ winter /// night
I
wish I / had a / woman / near
thinking
/ now I’m / quite // okay
but
the thought / brings back / yet another / tear
I
didn’t / think it would / turn out / in this / way
It’s on a night
like / this when / you come / back
I keep on / wondering
/ what I can think of / now;
I imagine / there
will be a / time when I / crack
in the way of the /
ice on the / winter / bough
Oh, Abergavenny / bitter,
/ winter /// night
Ending
Abergavenny / bitter,
/ winter /// night
Abergavenny / bitter,
/ winter /// night
Abergavenny / bitter,
/ winter /// night
