G                   D        C            D
Bring out the Bushmills and bring on the band
G              D          C    D
Tonight we'll dance and swing
G                 D       C            D
I'll sing you softly my dear take my hand
           G             D         C        D
And we'll toast to proposals and flings

[Break]
G D C D x1

[Verse 2]
G                 D        C            D
Bring out the jester and shoot out the lights
G                D         C            D
Rattle your diamonds and pearls
         G             D          C            D
There's swill for the swine and pills for the mind
      G             D            C            D
More rhythm and booze for the girls


[Chorus]
     Em                          D
And those were the days when it all made sense
    C                    G
An awesome and glorious hoedown
Em            D
54 studio discotheques
     C                       D
To welcome in the throng of Blowtown
   C
Welcome to the throng of Blowtown

[Break]
G D C D x2

[Verse 3]
      G               D           C          D
When Sonny gets dumped he'll see red for awhile
      G             D       C            D
He's not the kind to get yellow
G              D       C            D
Tonight tonight the Billys will fight
      G          D             C            D
Over copyright laws but stay mellow
       G           D       C            D
And a typical day you can hear someone say
             G           D
We need the groove to improve
       C           D
So go find Carol Kaye
         G             D      C            D
But she can't be found she's gone underground
      G             D               C            D
In a carpal tunnel freezeout she's retirement bound

[Chorus]
     Em                          D
And those were the days when it all made sense
    C                    G
An awesome and glorious hoedown
Em            D
54 studio discotheques
     C                       D
To welcome in the throng of Blowtown
   C
Welcome to the throng of Blowtown


[Outro]
G             D             C            D
Ain't nothing like Motown
The throng of Blowtown (Ain't nothing like the real thing baby)