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