Jinny Binghams Ghost

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Riff 2 / interlude
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Riff 3
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[Chords]

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[Intro]
Dm
If you're heading down to Camden 
Town
G                     Dm
Be sure to raise a toast
A
To the patron saint of the waifs and
 strays
(let A ring out)              Dm
To Jinny Bingham's ghost


[Verse 1]
A                              
Once she was a fresh-faced lass, 
   Dm
from Kentish Town she came
A                              Dm
Her people, they were pedlars, Jinny
 Bingham was her name
         G                     
With her husband Gypsy George a 
 Dm
Camden coach house they did keep
               E                   
Till they hung him by his neck from
      A
 Tyburn Tree for stealing sheep
A                                 
It broke her heart to lose her 
   Dm
love when she was just a child
     A                         Dm
So a man named Derby took the hand 
of Jinny meek and mild
          G                     
He was a drinker, not a thinker, 
   Dm
daily brought his wife to tears
          E                     
Until one Camden winter morning, 
       (riff 1)
Derby simply disappeared


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[Chorus]
Dm
If you're heading down to Camden 
Town
G                      Dm
Be sure to raise a toast
A
To the patron saint of the waifs and
 strays
                         Dm
To Jinny Bingham's ghost


[Verse 2]
A                                 
She earned her reputation on those
         Dm
 bitter Camden streets
A                             
If you'd tarry with the Bingham 
        Dm
girl, you'd hold your manhood cheap
             G                   
But even so the miser Pitcher was 
      Dm
the third man on her lips
         E                     
Till one night they checked her 
                 A
oven, found him burned up to a crisp
A                            
They tried her for his murder, 
           Dm
thought they'd finally cooked her 
goose
A                              
But even when the next man died, 
       Dm
Jinny somehow slipped the noose
         G                         
He was a fugitive from justice, for
      Dm
 love she took him in
      E                          
But he beat her once to often and 
    (riff 1)
the poison did him in


[Chorus]
Dm
If you're heading down to Camden 
Town
G                       Dm
Be sure to raise a toast
A
To the patron saint of the waifs and
 strays
                       Dm
To Jinny Bingham's ghost


[Bridge]
(all chords palm muted)
   F
The locals didn't like her, false 
words followed her around
     Em
They called her wicked woman, 
sorceress of some reknown
      G
They swore that on the gravestones 
of her husbands she'd grown rich
       E                         A
The ribald and the righteous, they 
knew she was a witch
  F
But the reason she was hated was a 
simple one indeed
    Em
She had kindness for the careless, 
she took in those in need
     G
The guilty and the gamblers, the 
harlots and the whores
     E                     
All knew that Jinny offered 
          A
sanctuary at her bar
   Bb                         C
No judgement for the judged, and you
 can never fall too far


[Interlude]
(riff 2)


[Verse 4]
A                                 
On the day she died, they swore 
           Dm
they saw the devil by her side
A                                 
A mob broke down her door and from
     Dm
 her chair her body pried
 G                             Dm
The tavern is still standing, it's 
now called the Underworld
     E                        ( 
And it still offers sanctuary for 
riff 3 )
all broken boys and girls


[Chorus]
Dm
So let's head on down to Camden Town
G                           Dm
And folks, let's raise a toast
A
To the patron saint of the waifs and
 strays
                         Dm
To Jinny Bingham's ghost