Words and music by Richard Homer
4/4, 145 bpm
Intro E, Am, GI7, C, E, Am, Am, E, Am, E, Am Am GI7 Am
On this long, long, this / long, long / night
yeah, a lonely, cold winter, / wireless / night
with no one, and nothing, to get // emotion to / bite
I open yet again another / can of / beer
but the kick’s not enough to get me / into high / gear
with no one, and nothing, to / bring me into cheer
Am Am Am Am Am Am Am Am E Am Am Am Am Am Am Am Am E Am
Am GI7 Am
The Emirates booklet, the sky / gleaming, / clear
Am GI7 Am
the desert looks so far away, / yet so / near
G C
when I lay in the / house, a hibernating / mouse
E
with no one, and nothing E4
Am
with no one, and nothing Am4
GI7
with no one, and nothing GI7 4
C
with no one, and nothing C4
E Am
with no one, and nothing, to bring a / winter cheer
Am GI7 Am
A usual evening / enlightened / by
Am GI7 Am
a few swigs to help / another night / fly
E Am with no one, and nothing / bringing me high
Am Am Am Am Am Am Am Am E Am Am Am Am Am Am Am Am E Am
C high GI7h G, C high GI7 G
I want to be where / no one can / know
where the kite, the / hawk, the / rabbit go
where a rough wind in the / night might / blow
I want to hear the Wye / water / flow
C high G17 C high G17
when I lay in the / house, a / hibernating / mouse
E Am
with no one, and nothing, to make me / wake up and grow
The Gwent winter stars / clear up / high
the lights of Hereford cars / cruising / by
when I / lay in the / house, a / hibernating / mouse
with no one, and nothing, to / come anywhere nigh
I think Orion’s Belt up in / the cold Gwent / air
maybe, just maybe, the stars / might / care
when I lay in the / house, a / hibernating / mouse
with no one, and nothing, to bring // contentment to bear
