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| | Em | G | D | A |
| | Here's to | you, | I sing for my | daddy-o |
| | Em | G | D | A |
| | As I lay him | down | to | sleep |
| | Em | G | D | A |
| | It's been so | long | since I lost my | daddy-o |
| | Em | G | D | A |
| | Hope he's | watching over | me | |
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| | D | G | D | A |
| | Wednesday night is | mornin' now as I'm | walking in the | rain |
| | D | G | G | A | D |
| | Birds are screaming | in my ear, they're | driving | me in | sane |
| | D | G | D | A |
| | Half the clouds are | empty so the | sun bursts through the | sky |
| | D | G | G | A | D |
| The | puddles show | reflections of a | face ab | out to | die |
| | D | G | D | A |
| | Just around the | corner I was | going round the | bend |
| | D | G | G | A | D |
| I | ran into a | staggerin' fool who | said he | knew my | name |
| | D | G | D | A |
| He | poured himself a | whiskey and his | face began to | glow |
| | D | G | G | A | D |
| Two | men without an | answer like a | dog with | out a | bone |
| | Bm |
| | Bringin in the new year as the bells began to ring |
| | A |
| | Fats is in the corner, she's just about to sing |
| | Bm |
| | Time to get another before the final shout |
| | F#/Gb |
| | You should have heard him roarin when they dragged the bugger out |
| | G | A | D | G | D | A | D | G | G | A | D |
| And we'll | never see the | likes of you ag | ain | | | | | | | | |
| | D | G | D | A |
| | Jimbo came from | slummin' town, a | cold and dreary | place |
| | D | G | G | A | D |
| To | summerland he | found himself, the | sun shone | on his | face |
| | D | G | D | A |
| | Met a girl called | Minnie Pearl, | swore she'd always | be his girl |
| | D | G | G | A | D |
| | Happily ever | after till the | tide ran | out ag | ain |
| | D | G | D | A |
| | Pour me all your | sorrows and I'll | drink till you are | dry |
| | D | G | G | A | D |
| I'll | love you in the | mornin, Christ I'll | love ya | till you | die |