Тональность: F major
Verse 1
F
Bb
Gm
C
F
There's money, a
Bb
sly way for greedy people
C
F
To salt the money, buy and gather gold
Oh, little thing,
Bb
think of the world's ending
C
When they'll be stretched beneath
Bb
C
The time is measured for
Bb
duke and landlord
C
Even the king can command more
F
To hell with breezin' for
C
F
C
F
A keg of whisky, lads, and beer galore. And
Bb
there's the merchant with greedy fin gers,
C
For what's worth sixpence
F
he will charge a pound.
He'll show no favour to
Bb
a needy neighbour,
Gm
Bb
C
But grind him further
F
down into the ground.
C
Bb
Give up your dwellin' on vine and salin'
C
I'll say it now, as I've said before
F
To hell with breezin' for
Gm
Bb
C
Heck, heck of whiskey, lads,
F
C
F
and beer galore
The proud ships sailing the
F
and their golden store
Their wealth is nothing,
Bb
not worth their tot ting
C
It cannot gain for them a second more
F
C
The arrows flight are
Bb
the mists of morning
C
That's all life is, be you rich or poor
F
Bb
To hell with reason, for another season
Gm
C
I can't have whiskey,
F
lads, and beer galore
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