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From: 4kjm1@qlink.queensu.ca (Moore Kevin J)

Here's what I got out of this little drinking song from Spirit of the West

HOME FOR A REST
Written by Kelly/Mann


 INTRO: - played with quick even notes

    Am           G               C            F

e|----------------------------|--0-----1-3----1-----3-1-----|
b|--1-----0-1----3-----1-3----|----1-------1----1-------1---|
g|----2-------0----0-------0--|------0------------2---------|
d|------2------------0--------|--2------------3-------------|
a|--0------------2------------|-----------------------------|
e|----------------------------|-----------------------------|

    C            G                           C

e|--0----------------0-3------|-----------------------------|
b|----1---3-1----3-------3----|--1---1---1----1-------------|
g|------0-----0----0-------0--|----2---0---0--0-------------|
d|--2-------------------------|--3---2---0------------------|
a|---------------2------------|---------------3-------------|
e|----------------------------|-----------------------------|


	This Intro is played once then along with the chorus

	       Am	 G	      C	 	F
	You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best
		  C	     G
	I've been gone for a month
				C
	I've been drunk since I left
	      Am	  G
	These so called vacations
	     C		F
	Will soon be my death
	       C	     G
	I'm so sick from the drink
			  C
	I need home for a rest ...


  Then it breaks into a verse with fast paced chords:

	   Am		G	   C	      F
	We arrived in December and London was cold
	      C		    G
	So we stayed in the bars
	      C		    G
	Along Charing Cross Road
	   Am	     G		 C		F
	We never saw nothin' but brass taps and oak
		 C	      G
	Kept the shine on the bar
		 C		G
	With the sleeves of our coats

  Chorus:
	       G		      C		G
	You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best
		  C	     F
	I've been gone for a week
		  C		G
	I've been drunk since I left
	      G
	These so-called vacations
	     C		G
	Will soon be my death
	       C	     F
	I'm so sick from the drink
	       G	  C
	I need home for a rest ...

  Verse #2
   Euston Station the train journey north
   In the buffet car we lurched back and forth
   Past odd crooked dykes
   Through Yorkshire's green fields
   We were flung into dance
   As the train jigged and reeled

  Chorus

  Verse #3
   By the light of the moon she'd drift through the streets
   A rare old perfume so seductive and sweet
   She'd tease us and flirt as the pubs all closed down
   Then walk us on home and deny us a round

  Chorus

  Verse #4
   The gas heater's empty, it's damp as a tomb
   And the spirits we drank like a ghost in the room
   I'm knackered again, come on please take me soon
   And don't lift up my head
   'till the twelve bells at noon

  Chorus


  KM