F Bb Eb F Bb Eb F F7 [Verse]Bb Eb I am old, very old, but I don't need a wattleBb F I am old, yes, I'm old, but I'm not a dry nettleBb Bb7 Eb All I need is man who is high in his mettleF Bb Eb Glory oh, glory, glory, when the evening declinesF Bb Eb F Glory oh, glory, glory, as the evening declines [Verse]Bb Eb And before the black hunger, I'd husbands in plentyBb F Maybe your granddad was one of the manyContinues after the adBb Bb7 Eb Or was he that red-coat who swigged more than any?F Bb Eb Glory oh, glory, glory, when the evening declinesF Eb Glory oh, glory, glory, as the evening declines [Instrumental]Eb F Bb Eb F Bb Eb F Bb Eb F [Bridge]Bb7 Eb Bb You can have all your gold, the high king of all metalsF With soft talk and kisses we'll never want betterBb F Eb And the west of a ditch is the best of all settlesF Bb Eb Glory oh, glory, glory, when the evening declinesF Bb Glory oh, glory, glory, as the evening declines [Verse]Eb I am old, very old, but I don't need a wattleBb F I am old, yes, I'm old, but I'm not a dry nettleBb Bb7 Eb So you clout the pot, and I'll clout the kettleF Bb Eb Glory oh, glory, glory, when the evening declinesF Bb Eb Bb Glory oh, glory, glory, as the evening declines
As The Evening Declines
Cathie Ryan
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