The Gaolers

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[Verse 1]
Am                                
Damn you bloody jailors of mine 
       G             Em      Am
from the gallows you'll hang me high
    Am                             
And I shall swing to a fro for the 
G      Em          Am
ladies watching me sew
   Dm                          F  
And they shall fetch up their 
        C                          
sweet pettycoats with a wail and a 
          G
shriek and an oh!
       Am                          
And my black-clad friends will 
                      G      Em
toast me a drink with an, up and 
      Am
away we go!

[Verse 2]
Am                                
Well damn you bloody jailors of 
         G            Em    Am
mine if my money you'll not accept
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    Am                             
For I could buy me a passage to 
        G         Em       Am
life for a simple exchange of debts
       Dm                         
and my girls shall fetch up their 
F          C                     
sweet pettycoats with a wail and 
                G
a shriek and an oh!
       Am                          
And my black-clad friends will 
                      G      Em
toast me a drink with an, up and 
      Am
away we go!

[Verse 3]
Am                                
Curse this hole you stuck me in 
   G       Em          Am
I'll see you bastards in hell
     Am                          
I'll haunt your wonamns dreams at 
           G         Em      Am
night, as devil you know me well
Am                                
Well I damn you I damn you I damn 
                        G        
you I curse, with my last breath 
Em             Am
breaches your *net*
    Am                           
For whom is my master, whom did I 
              G       Em     Am
*serve*, Not you nor ever I would

[Otro]
       Dm                         
and my girls shall fetch up their 
F          C                     
sweet pettycoats with a wail and 
                G
a shriek and an oh!
       Am                          
And my black-clad friends will 
                      G      Em
toast me a drink with an, up and 
      Am
away we go!
       Dm                         
and my girls shall fetch up their 
F          C                     
sweet pettycoats with a wail and 
                G
a shriek and an oh!
       Am                          
And my black-clad friends will 
                      G      Em
toast me a drink with an, up and 
      Am
away we go...