LITTLE ITALY
(Kitson/Kitson)
Transcribed by Phil Gardner
G-A-D
G A
The sound of sobbing rose and fell, around the streets of Clerkenwell,
D G
As I walked from snackbar to cafe.
A
I stopped awhile to dry my eyes, and heard Italian voices crying,
D G
Ciao ragazzo e come stai.
C
And the anger that I feel right now,
A D
Would stretch frm Clerkenwell to Napoli,
F C
But there's so much more to life,
D G
So much more to life, than Little Italy.
A
Mi dispiace mi amor, I don't love you anymore,
D G
Those were the words she said to me.
A
And I remember squares and cold canals, the washing lines and alleyways,
D G
And through this London air this comes to me.
C
And it took so long to realise,
A D
You simply spoke a different tongue to me,
F C
When you spoke about your life,
D G
Spoke of your life, in Little Italy.
C
And the people who moved away from there,
G
They didn't have your privelege,
C
You can choose this life you've found,
E Am7
You couldn't choose the Brooklyn Bridge,
D
Or a small cafe in EC3.
G A D
And as Italian voices swell, that just leaves me the rain of Clerkenwell,
G
And you the sun and poverty of Napoli.
A
You take cappucino and Parma ham, I take Nescafe and Spam,
D G
And I know I'll never make you see.
C
There was a time once long ago,
A D
There was a time when you once wanted me,
F C
But you gave it up for life,
D G
Gave it up for life, in Little Italy,
Bm Am D G
In Little Italy, in Little Italy.
