Navigator The Pogues
Date: 27 Mar 96 24:14
title:navigator
artist:pogues
(INTRO)D//G//D7//
[D//G//D/A//]
[D]THE CANALS, THE BRIDGES, [G]THE EMBANKMENTS AND [D]CUTS,
[D]THEY BLASTED AND DUG [G]WITH THERE SWEAT A[D]ND THERE GUT[A7]S,
[D]THEY NEVER DRANK WATE[G]R BUT WHISKY BY PIN[D7]TS,
[D]AND THE SHANTY TOWNS [G]RANG WITH THERE SONGS[D] AND THERE FIG[A]HTS.
(CHORUS)
[D]NAVIGATOR, NAVIGATOR, RISE U[G]P AND BE STRON[D]G,
[D]THE MORNING IS HE[G]RE AND THERE'S [D]WORK TO BE DON[A7]E,
[D]SO TAKE PICK AND YOUR SHO[G]VEL AND SOME OLE' DYNAM[D7]ITE,
[D]JUST TO SHIFT A FEW [G]TONS OF THIS EAR[D]THLY DELIGH[A]T,
[D]YES, TO SHIFT A FEW [G]TONS OF THIS EAR[D]THLY DELIGH[A]T.
(FILL) D//G//D/// // /A
D//G//D// /A/A7/D (SORT OF!)
THEY DIED IN THERE THOUSANDS, WITH NO SIGN TO MARK WHERE,
SAVE THE BRASS IN THE POCKET OF THE ENTREPRENEUR,
BY LANDSLIDE AND ROCK BLAST THEY ARE BURIED SO DEEP,
AND THAT IN DEATH IF NOT LIFE THEY'LL HAVE PEACE WHILE THEY
SLEEP.
(CHORUS)
THERE MARK ON THIS LAND IS STILL SEEN AND STILL LAID,
A WAY FOR THE COMMERCE WHERE VAST FORTUNES WERE MADE,
THE SUPPLY OF AN EMPIRE WHERE THE SUN NEVER SETS,
WHICH IS NOW DEEP IN DARKNESS BUT THE RAILWAYS THERE YET.
(CHORUS)
END:FILL
SORT OF, MAYBE, CORRECT!, WELL NOBODY CAN UNDERTAND SEAN McGOWAN
ANYWAY!
SIMON.
S.R.WOOTTON@ECONOMICS.SALFORD.AC.UK
POGUES:JOCK STEWART(OR SOMETHING SIMILAR)
[D]OH! MY NAME IS J[G]OCK STEWAR[D]T,
D G D7(IT'S C PROBABLY)
I'M A CANNY GONE MAN,
[D]AND A ROVIN YOUN[G]G FELLOW [D]AM [D7]I.
SO BE EASY AND FREE,
WHEN YOUR'E DRINKIN WITH ME,
COS' I'M A MAN YOU DON'T MEET EVERYDAY.
I HAVE ACRES OF LAND,
AND MANY MEN AT COMMAND,
AND ALWAYS A SHILLING TO SPARE,
SO BE EASY AND FREE,
WHEN YOUR'E DRINKIN WITH ME,
COS' I'M A MAN YOU DON'T MEET EVERYDAY.
SO COME FILL UP YOUR GLASSES,
OF BRANDY AND WINE,
WHATEVER IT TAKES I WILL PAY.
SO BE EASY AND FREE...ETC
I TOOK UP MY DUCK,
AND HE I DID SHOOT,
WAY DOWN IN THE COUNTY KILDAIRE.
SO BE EASY AND FREE....ETC.
SO COME FILL UP YOUR GLASSES...ETC
ON THE SECOND LINE IT COULD BE C INSTEAD OF D7, BUT L CAN'T
REMEMBER OF HAND, THERE'S LOADS OF MELLOW FIDDLE PLAYING DURING
THE FILL, BUT I CAN'T PICK IT!!!!!
SIMON
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