Тональность: E minor
Verse 1
F#m
C#m
F#m
C#m
F#m
She was fur
C#m
ther than her father
F#m
C#m
But I was really rather
F#m
C#m
Partial to the way.
F#m
To the way she took her stand
C#m
Bm
C#m
She glanced over his shoulder
F#m
Bm
Urging me to be bolder
C#m
F#m
I subtly tried to push past her old man
Verse 2
F#m
C#m
But he stepped sideways firmly
F#m
C#m
A prop forward from Burnley
F#m
C#m
F#m
I felt like I'd walked into a brick wall
B
He menacingly whispered:
Bm
C#m
"Sonny Jim,
F#m
Bm
I know exactly where you've been
B
C#m
F#m
Stop now or believe me - you will fall"
Verse 3
D
F#m
She was a preacher's daughter
C#m
F#m
A rugby playing port er
D
F#m
Who'd become a wealthy
Bm
D
hotelier
F#m
Before he got the calling
C#m
That fuels his stonewalling
F#m
B
C#m
Now he wants to put me my derriere
F#m
Verse 4
A
F#m
Oh yeah, the wages of sin
C#m
C#
There's a big fat bloke trying to do me in
C#m
F#m
Well I can't hide and I can't run
E
B
F#m
He's chasing me around with an old shotgun
Interlude 1
E
B
F#m
C#m
D
E
F#m
C#m
G#m
C#m
F#m
C#m
D
E
F#m
C#m
Verse 5
F#m
C#m
Well it was some time later , that
F#m
C#m
I overheard her pater
F#m
C#
C#m
Holding forth and splendidly well
F#m
G#m
F#m
E
oiled:
Bm
"Where there's muck
C#m
there's brass
F#m
Bm
And I'll tell you now no lass
C#m
Of mine will be sullied or despoiled
F#m
C#m
By a rotten little Herbert
F#m
C#m
My princess made of sherbert
F#m
C#m
A lavender, my cupcake,
F#m
coo ca choo"
B
Bm
C#m
My chance's get ting slimmer
F#m
Bm
My hopes were going dimmer
C#m
F#m
So I grabbed her and I took her in the loo
Verse 6
D
F#m
She was a preaches daughter
C#m
F#m
And I really didn't oughta
D
F#m
Bm
Have taken her and done what I have done
D
F#m
He wants to take me to the cleaners
C#m
F#m
For previous misde meanours
Bm
C#m
F#m
And get me up the aisle with his shotgun
Bm
C#m
And take me up the aisle
F#m
with his shotgun
Verse 7
A
F#m
Oh yeah, the wages of sin
C#m
C#
There's a big fat bloke trying to do me in
C#m
F#m
Well I can't hide and I can't run
E
B
He's chasing me around
F#m
with an old shotgun
Verse 8
A
F#m
Yeah, yeah, the wages of sin
C#m
C#
There's a big fat bloke trying to do me in
C#m
F#m
Well I can't hide and I can't run
E
B
F#m
He's chasing me around with an old shotgun
Interlude 2
F#m
C#m
D
C#m
F#m
C#m
G#m
C#m
F#m
C#m
D
C#m
F#m
C#m
F#m
C#m
D
F#m
C#m
F#m
C#m
D
E
F#m
C#m
F#m
C#m
D
E
F#m
Verse 9
C#m
He's an antique shotgun
Outro 1
F#m
C#m
D
F#m
C#m
F#m
C#m
D
E
F#m
C#
C#m
F#m
D
F#m
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