Tom: B minor•
Verse 1
C#m
C
Bm
You lads see me,
F
F#
wash the glasses,
Bm
wipe the floors, make the beds.
F#
Bm
D
I'm the best of servants.
F#
Bm
F#
Bm
You can kindly throw me pennies
C
Bm
and I thank you very much.
G#
Bm
And you see me ragged and tattered
in this dirty shit hotel.
F
Bm
You don't know in hell who's talking.
You still don't know in
C
Bm
hell who's talking.
Yet one fine day
there will be roars from the harbour
and you'll ask what is
all that screeching for
D
and you'll see me smiling
Bm
as I don't the glasses
and you'll say what's she
D
Bm
Cm
got to smile at for and the ship
Bm
G
Eight sails shining,
F#
C
fifty -five cannons white,
G
Bm
D
Bm
F#
C#m
sir, waits there at the quay.
Bm
C
G
Bm
You say, work on,
C
Bm
wipe the glasses, my girl,
Cm
C
Bm
and just slip me a dirty sixpence,
D
Bm
And your pennies will be taken
and your bets will be made
But I doubt if forty winks
will come anybody's way
in hell who's talking
C#
Bm
You still don't know
Bm
D
Still one fine day
Bm
there'll be a loud bang from the harbour
C#
And you'll ask Je sus Christ
D
Bm
D
what was that bang
Bm
D
And you'll see me standing
Bm
right behind the window
D
Bm
And you'll say,
D
Bm
why's she got the evil eye?
Cm
Bm
F#
And the ship, eight sails shining,
G
F#
Bm
C
G
55 cannons wide, sir,
Bm
E
D
Bm
F#
C#m
it will be aimed at this time.
Bm
So then lads, time for tears,
C
no more laughs at the bar,
Bm
for the walls'll be at your ankles.
And look out lads,
F#
Bm
F#
the town will be flat as the ground,
Bm
F#
Bm
F#
this dirty shit hotel
Bm
will be spared rack and ruin.
And you'll say,
who's the fancy bitch lives there?
Bm
C#
You'll say,
Bm
D
who's the fancy bitch lives there.
Bm
D
There'll be rows of people
Bm
running round the hotel
D
why should they have spared this hovel?
Cm
D
And you'll see me in the
Bm
morning leaving lightly
C#
Bm
D
Bm
an d you'll say, that one, her,
C
D
Bm
she lived there.
Bm
F#
The same ship, eight sails shining,
G
fifty -five cannons wide, sir,
Bm
F#
Bm
C#m
flies crossbones and skull.
Bm
C#
Bm
a hundred men will step ashore
C#
C#m
All tramping where your
Bm
D
shadows crawled
Bm
They'll lay their hands on men
hiding shit scared behind doors
C#
Bm
Lead them in chains here
G#
before this silent woman
G
Bm
And they'll say, well,
G#
Bm
which ones shall we kill?
F#
Bm
F#
Bm
They'll say, which ones shall we kill?
Bm
C#
Come the dot of twelve,
Cbm
Gb
it will be still in the harbour.
Db
Cbm
Oh, and they ask me,
Db
Ab
Gb
well, who's going to die?
Db
D
An d you'll hear me whispering,
G
D
oh, so sweetly, all of them.
D
And as the soft heads fall,
D
D
Cm
Cbm
I'll say, hopla, that same ship,
F#
C
fifty -five Canon's white sun
Disappears
Gb
Verse 2
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