Intro
F E7 C F G C Am F G
Fm G Cm Fm G Cm Bb Ab Db G Ab D G
verse 1
C F C
Looking through their windows
F G
Peering through lace curtains
C Edim7 Ab
All the little la----dies
Bbm F Gm
With grey-hair hat-pinned heads
G Cm
Watching people they know who don't understand
Fm Cm
That they're living their lonely lives second-hand
Ab G Ab D G
Even second-hand's better than none
verse 2
C F C
Spreading all the gossip
F G
Baking cakes for teatime
C Edim7 Ab
All the little la----dies
Bbm F Gm
With lonely single beds
G Cm
Watching children they know as they jump and play
Fm Cm
Trying giving them sweets but they run away
Ab G Ab D G
Even naughty boys' better than none
verse 3
C F C
Sunday lunch is coming
F G
In a van of kindness
C Edim7 Ab
All the little la----dies
Bbm F Gm
With no friends but the dead
G Cm
Watching doctor they know, as he takes their pulse
Fm Cm
Trying giving a smile, for there's nothing else
Ab G Ab D G
Even this sad life's better than none