Tell Me When The Whistle Blows chords

[INTRO]
[Dm]

[VERSE]
There's a [Dm]dusty old gutter[C] -
[Dm] he's lying in now.
[Dm]Umm, he's blind and he's old.
And there's a [G7]bottle that r[A]olls down the r[Dm]oad.
[Dm]Me I'm young [C] an-
d [Dm]I'm so wild - and I still feel the need
of your [G]apron strings o[A]nce in a w[Bm]hile.
For there's t[A]axicabs hooting, but [E]I can't be f[G7]ootloose for[Dm]ever.
My s[A]uitcase it's a cheap one. My d[E]arling she's a dear one.
My h[G7]ead's feeling light as a f[C]eather.

[CHORUS]
Ta[G7]ke my ears and tell me wh[Dm]en the whistle blows.
Wake me [G7]up and tell me when the [Dm]whistle blows.
[Dm]Long lost and l[A]onely boy you're j[Bm]ust a black sheep [G7]going home.
I w[Dm]ant to feel your w[A]heels of s[G7]teel - [D]underneath my [A]itching h[G7]eels.
Take my m[D]oney - t[G7]ell me when the [A7]whistle b[Bm]low[D]s.[F#] [D] [B] [D] [F#] [D]

[Dm]Part of me asked th[C]e young m-
an[Dm] for the time
[Dm]With a cool vacant stare - of [G7]undue conc[A]ern he said, "N[Dm]ine".
[Dm]It's not so bad but I re[C]ally do -
lo[Dm]ve the land.
[Dm]And rather all this than those diamante lovers in H[G]yde P[A]ark holding h[Bm]ands.
Blowing h[A]eat through my fingers t[E]rying to k[G7]ill off this c[Dm]old.
Will the s[A]treet kids remember? Can I s[E]till shoot a fast cue?
Has this c[G7]ountry kid still got his s[C]oul?