Biography:
Stephen Fretwell (born November 10, 1981) is an English singer-songwriter from Scunthorpe, Lincolnshire.
Stephen attended St. Augustine Webster Primary School in Scunthorpe and St. Bede's Catholic School in Ashby before furthering his study at John Leggott College - It was here that he started his first band 'Label'.
Fretwell is a keen fan of bands of the Brit-pop era, such as Oasis, Blur, The Bluetones, Radiohead, and Suede. During this period he formed a band; in order to demonstrate his talent to a wider audience.
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Capo on 4th on the record, although live I think Stephen plays in on 5th.
Verse chords: Am: x02210
C: x32010
Cmaj9: x20010
(Use thumb for bass notes)
Am C
I walk by the water and I
Cmaj9 Am
Head for your house
Though I know that you'll be out
In some dirty city bar
I stand on your street
And I stare at your room
And the shadows play and move
And your brother comes out with a bat
Chorus
Dm G
Sayin that
C Cmaj9 Am
You might be with your sister in Paris
Dm G
On the Rue turnau
C Cmaj9 Am
Wearing Marline Ditrik glasses
Dm G
Where we made that bet
C Cmaj9 Am Fmaj7
That bet that I knew you'd win for sure
E
When you where sick on the floor
Verse 2
The denim is ripped
Beneath the patch
It's an itch I can never scratch
Now it's so far gone the past
The fines I'm
Having trouble to contest
With the library book you kept
The one that sent your head so far west
Chorus
Far far away
In those continental cities
Where they get in a race
To see who can build the tallest buildings
Where you went for some space
And wound up
With a slightly reddened face
And a pain in your gut
Verse 3
I turn on the TV
And I see there your face
And in it there's not one trace
Of that old brown bowl of lace
And that bowl of lace
Is sat beside the gas bar fire
Where you probably laid
Eating ice cream chocolate lollies
That your mother brought home
From the freezer store
On the old kent road
She too had enough
And that look on your face
That you'd throw accross the dinner table
In the middle of grace
With your fathers eye closed shut tight
And it happend like that
Every damn night
That I had to come
To your house
Well tell Charles Okief
That I don't want to go to Paris
It's sunnier hear
And I'm happy in this loveless marriage
With the girl from the pru
And your father and your sister
And your mother too
And not forgeting you
Verse chords: Am: x02210
C: x32010
Cmaj9: x20010
(Use thumb for bass notes)
Am C
I walk by the water and I
Cmaj9 Am
Head for your house
Though I know that you'll be out
In some dirty city bar
I stand on your street
And I stare at your room
And the shadows play and move
And your brother comes out with a bat
Chorus
Dm G
Sayin that
C Cmaj9 Am
You might be with your sister in Paris
Dm G
On the Rue turnau
C Cmaj9 Am
Wearing Marline Ditrik glasses
Dm G
Where we made that bet
C Cmaj9 Am Fmaj7
That bet that I knew you'd win for sure
E
When you where sick on the floor
Verse 2
The denim is ripped
Beneath the patch
It's an itch I can never scratch
Now it's so far gone the past
The fines I'm
Having trouble to contest
With the library book you kept
The one that sent your head so far west
Chorus
Far far away
In those continental cities
Where they get in a race
To see who can build the tallest buildings
Where you went for some space
And wound up
With a slightly reddened face
And a pain in your gut
Verse 3
I turn on the TV
And I see there your face
And in it there's not one trace
Of that old brown bowl of lace
And that bowl of lace
Is sat beside the gas bar fire
Where you probably laid
Eating ice cream chocolate lollies
That your mother brought home
From the freezer store
On the old kent road
She too had enough
And that look on your face
That you'd throw accross the dinner table
In the middle of grace
With your fathers eye closed shut tight
And it happend like that
Every damn night
That I had to come
To your house
Well tell Charles Okief
That I don't want to go to Paris
It's sunnier hear
And I'm happy in this loveless marriage
With the girl from the pru
And your father and your sister
And your mother too
And not forgeting you
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