Portobello Belle

Intro: 0:00
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Verse 1: 0:07
C                       F
  Bella donna's on the high street,
C                      F
  Her breasts upon the off beat,
C                              F
  And the stalls are just the side shows
C              F
  Victoriana's old clothes.
0:24
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  And yes, her jeans are tight now,
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  She got to travel light now,
C                             F
  She got to turn up all her roots now,
C                            F
  She got a turn up for the boots now.

Chorus: 0:41
C         F
  Yeah. She thinks she's tough,
                      C
She ain't no English rose.
        F
But the   blind singer,
                          C
He's seen enough and he knows.
0:59
            A#
Yes, and he   do a song about
   F7              C
A long-gone Irish girl,
        A#
Ah, but   I got one for you,
F             C
  Portobello Belle.

Verse 2: 1:15
C                          F
  She sees a man upon his back there
C                  F
  Escaping from a sack there,
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  And bella donna lingers,
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  Her gloves ain't got no fingers.
1:32
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  Yeah, the blind man sing in Irish,
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  He get his money in a tin dish.
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  Just a corner serenader,
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  Upon a time he could have made her. (Made her)

Chorus: 1:49
C         F
  Yeah. She thinks she's tough,
                      C
She ain't no English rose.
        F
But the   blind singer,
                          C
He's seen enough and he knows.
2:07
            A#
Yes, and he   do a song about
   F7              C
A long-gone Irish girl,
        A#
Ah, but   I got one for you,
F             C
  Portobello Belle.

Verse 3: 2:22
C                               F
  Yes, and the barrow boys are hawking,
C                        F
  And the parakeet is squawking.
C                           F
  Upon a truck there is a rhino,
C                          F
  She get the crying of a wino.
2:39
C                               F
  And then she hear the reggae rumble,
C                       F
  Bella donna's in the jungle,
C                        F
  But she is no garden flower,
C                              F
  There is no distress in the tower.

Chorus: 2:56
C      F
  Oh. Bella donna walks,
                        C
Bella donna taking a stroll,
               F
But she don't care about your window box
               C
Or your buttonhole.
3:14
             A#
Yes, and she   sing a song about
   F7              C
A long-gone Irish girl,
        A#
Ah, but   I got one for you,
F             C
  Portobello Belle.

Coda: 3:31
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