Tuned a full step down if you want to play along with Brent.

Otherwise just standard tuning.

Am7 – 002010
Emaad2/F# – 222000 (use as a slide transition to the G chord)
Cadd9 – x30030
Cmaj9/E – 020010
Am7/E – 002010

Eadd4addb2 – 0-0-9-10-9-0 (Also known as The Twat Chord. Not played in this song,

but feel free to add it in at any opportunity possible)

[—]
Intro

Am7 (with a hammer onto the B string)


[—]
Verse

More convenient than [Emadd2/F#]a Tescos express

Close to Windsor but the properties less

[—]
PreChorus

And you [Cmaj9/E]know just[Am7/E] where you’ll be heading

It’s equidistant[Cmaj9/E] between L[Am7/E]ondon and Redding

[—]
Chorus (Am7 has the hammer onto the B string)

Ohhhh Slough

My kind of town

I don’t know how

Anyone could put you down

Oh oh, you’re red heart rages
Cut down, burned out and put in cages
You came in peace, held up your hand
We cut it off and we stole your land

Ohh oh Native American
Soar like an eagle, sit like a pelican
Ohh oh don’t call us Indians
We’re more like West Eurasians crossed with Siberians

[Verse 2]

White man’s eyes to blind to see
A gentle race so wild and free
They called you savages, called you bad
But scalping thing was only when you got real mad

Ohh oh Native American
Soar like an eagle, sit like a pelican
Ohh oh don’t call us Indians
We’re more like West Eurasians crossed with Siberians

Hey yada ho ho

Ohh oh Native American
Soar like an eagle, sit like a pelican
Ohh oh don’t call us Indians
We’re more like West Eurasians crossed with Siberians

It should be pretty easy to pick up the strumming pattern by listening to the
song. Add steel drums and enjoy.

Verse 1:
I can work all day just to earn a dollar
I can break my phone, you’d never hear me holla’
I can lose my home, I’m kick out in the street
If my baby’s by my side then life is sweet

Chorus 1:
Cus ain’t no trouble like the trouble, if you lose the one you love
Ain’t no trouble like the trouble, if you lose the one you love (x2)

Verse 2:
You can take my eyes Lord, leave me blind
You can make me lame Lord, I’m sit on my behind
And I still won’t beg Lord, and I’m no hero
If my baby’s by my side Lord, you’ve taken zero

Chorus 2:
Ain’t no trouble like the trouble, if you lose the one you love
Ain’t no trouble like the trouble, if you lose the one you love (x2)

Verse 3:
I can lose my job
(But it’d be fine cus I could still find the odd snob to rob)
I could get chucked out
(Of my mum’s house, but it could be fun sleeping rough when the sun’s out)
I could lose my voice
(But I’d manage to still do some sick rhyme damage with sign language)
You can take what’s mine
(Almost anything, XBox, wedding ring, fish tank, terrapin)

Rap: (Continue with the same chord progression; C/G/C/Em/F F/G G)

Poke me in the eyeball, pull out a gun
Say something spiteful about my mum
Tease my dog so he doesn’t even know it
By going to throw a bone but just pretending to throw it
Make death threats, yeah, and I have to guess where
Then when I get there pull out my chest hairs
Headbutt me in the nuts if you want
Cus ain’t no trouble like losing the one you love, c’mon!

Chorus 3:
Ain’t no trouble like the trouble, if you lose the one you love
Ain’t no trouble like the trouble, if you lose the one you love (x2)