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[Verse 1]
G C G
Oh I've loved you from afar, I've borne you like a scar,
G D
Sung your name across the bloody Colfiorito,
G C G
But a poison took your heart, you charmless little tart,
G D G
Now you've nary a jot o' bother at all for me- o,
G C G
This old town has gone to bits, all the folk are off their tits,
G D
Screamin', "Hoo-rah! Hurry the fuck t'blazes!"
G C G
A right parade o' fools come to stomp all o'er yer jewels,
G D G
Like a fistful o' half dead ros-es.
[Chorus]
G C G
And we're here again, ho again, let the whisky flow again,
C G D
Let the taps blow again, sound away the knell,
G C G
Like a fistful o' roses, we'll take 'em to the grave,
D G
Every last tale there is to tell.
[Instrumental]
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[Verse 2]
G C G
Oh, this boozer is a wreck, all up & down the deck,
G D
Like a tired old sinner off her game,
G C G
Wi' her blood red lips, and her youth about her hips,
G D G
Still the regulars all love her just the same,
G C G
Where the mud-spat boots cut their way among the suits,
G D
And the Sally's come to rattle the can for Jesus,
G C G
'Til they chain up all the doors & toss out all the whores,
G D G
Wi' a fistful o' half dead ros-es.
[Chorus]
G C G
And we're here again, ho again, let the whisky flow again,
C G D
Let the taps blow again, sound away the knell,
G C G
Like a fistful o' roses, we'll take 'em to the grave,
D G
Every last tale there is to tell.
[Instrumental]
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G C G C D G Am
G C G C G D
G C G C D G
[Verse 3]
G C G
May all the Autumn leaves turn to Twenties at yer feet,
G D
And the high & mighty come to know your thunder,
G C G
We could set the world ablaze, but these are early days,
G D
And there's still a hell of a road for us tae wander,
G C G
And there's one here among us'll outlive the rest,
G D
Take a tipple to his foibles & his praises,
G C G
'Til they strike him off the roll & chuck him doon a hole,
G D G
Wi' a fistful o' half dead ros-es.
[Chorus]
G C G
And we're here again, ho again, let the whisky flow again,
C G D
Let the taps blow again, sound away the knell,
G C G
Like a fistful o' roses, we'll take 'em to the grave,
D G Am
Every last tale there is to tell.
