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| B | F# | E | | Dirty old | river, must you keep | rolling, flowing in | to the night |
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| B | F# | E | | People so | busy make me feel | dizzy, taxi lights | shine so bright |
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| C#m | Abm | E | | But i | don’t | need no | friends |
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| F# | B | F# | | As long as I | gaze on Waterloo | Sunset, |
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| E | E | Eb | C# | | I am in | paradise | | | |
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| C#7 | F# | E | Eb | C# | | Every day I | look at the world from my | window | | | |
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| C#7 | F#7 | | The chilly chilliest | evening time, | Waterloo sunset’s fine. |
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| F# | B | F# | E | | Terry meets | Julie, Waterloo | Station, every | Friday night |
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| B | F# | E | | But I am so | lazy, don’t want to | wander, I stay at | home at night |
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| C#m | Abm | E | | But I | don’t | feel a | fraid |
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| F# | B | F# | | As long as I | gaze on Waterloo | Sunset, |
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| E | E | Eb | C# | | I am in | paradise | | | |
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| C#7 | F# | E | Eb | C# | | Every day I | look at the world from my | window | | | |
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| C#7 | F#7 | | The chilly chilliest | evening time, | Waterloo sunset’s fine. |
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| F# | B | F# | E | | Millions of | people swarming like | flies round Waterloo | underground |
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| B | F# | | Terry and | Julie cross over the | river |
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| E | | where they feel | safe and sound |
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| C#m | Abm | E | | And they | don’t | need no | friends |
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| F# | B | F# | | As long as they | gaze on Waterloo | Sunset, |
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| E | E | Eb | C# | | they are in | paradise | | | |
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| C#7 | F# | E | Eb | C# | | Every day I | look at the world from my | window | | | |
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| C#7 | F#7 | | The chilly chilliest | evening time, | Waterloo sunset’s fine. |
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