Dirty Davey

The open Ds and A give a nice folky drone - but i'll just call the chords D C Bb from now
D C x4
D  C  D  C  C  Bb  Bb C D
C  Bb  Bb C D
     D             C                       D               C
Well Dirty Davey's down the front and he's met the coppers there
           C                      Bb
They'll be taking you in cos they hate your skin
         Bb       C          D
And he's dragged away by the hair
CHORUS
       D                      C
It's a kick in the head and a prison bed
        Bb      C        D
And you tell me it's the law
D C Bb C
D  C  D  C  C  Bb C D
Well Davey's out on two weeks bail and he's down the town to score
When it all falls in and he's pinned by the chin
And they'vve rusted every floor
It's a kick in the head and a prison bed
And you tell me it's the law
Davey's down the old grey squat
And he's lying with his lass
When there's a brick through the pane
ANd he's out on the lane
With the bailiffs and the glass
It's a kick in the head and a prison bed
And you tell me it's the law
The court comes up on Monday morning and Davey's in the dock
He can't stop his tears when he gets two years
And you can't turn back the clock
It's a kick in the head and a prison bed
And you tell me it's the law
DE L break - easy to bash through using the same 3 chords
SLOW
     D              C
Well Davey's had it up to here
D                       C
Banging his head on the wall
      C                     Bb     C
So he tied his pants to the prison bars
         Bb             C           D             (1,2,3,4)
And he's hung till he's clear of it all
It's a kick in the head and a prison bed
And you tell me it's the law
There's a law for the rich and a law for the poor
And a law for Dirty Davey
His body's gone but his soul lives on
Here's to you Dirty Davey