A      E        A           D
Sunday Service, Hengistbury Head
A        E                   A          D
Down the One Stop when you’re usually in bed
A        E        A                          D
Desolate bus like machine room spray abandons us and
A      E               A
Thelma walks the dog and
      D                A
Lotty braves the fog and

[Verse 2]
A      E             A               D
Litter here blows in from some where every year and
A      E       A                   D
High tide is six month long and five miles wide
       A       E            A     D
And the surf shack sells you rain Macs and
A                 E               A     D
You can brave the weather or your money back and
A                 E
You can ruin your clothes

[Verse 3]
   A                 D
Or raindrops on your nose
D
Or wait here at the terminus
    C#m
The Sunday evenings omnibus
Bm
Brookside or an ambulance
A
Repossessed or recompensed
D
Common ground on common sense

[Verse 4]
C#m
Intended for the most intense
Bm
Weekends are a weak defence
A
And bus rides here are sixty pence
D  A
Oh Oh….  And repeat to fade