F                           Am                      
A black cavalcade winds its way through the backstreets,
D                       G
Flowers piled high on a wooden box.
F                            Am
friends and relations sat in rows in the back seats,
D                         G 
All looking shakey cos it came as a shock.

Chorus:

F                           Am
A black cavalcade winds its way through the backstreets,
D                      G
Some poor soul took his final taxi.
F                                         Am
There's only one destination in the final taxi (x2).

Verse 2:

F                          Am
Up through the town to the Garden of Rest,
D                    G
Riding in style in a long wooden box.
F                                Am
No fare on the meter, they'll be paying by cheque,
D                             G  
This is one fare you dont see up on the clock.

Chorus.

Bridge:
   Am
   there's only one destination ooooooooh,
   D
   there's only one destination ooooooooh,
   F
   there's onyl one destination ooooooooh,
   G
   there's only one destination ooooh.

Verse 3:
F                            Am     
They lowered him down into a hole in the ground,
D                                  G
Threw in the flowers and shovelled earth on top.
F                             Am
The cars pulled away from the Garden of Rest,
D                        G       
For a funeral tea, with twentu five guests.
F                            Am
The cars pulled away for the funeral tea,
D                          G
Cos some poor sod took his final taxi.