Rotten Town Ludo
Ludo
Prepare the Preparations
'Twas [Am]quite the inky blac[Dm]k night
All the [C]weather vanes were turning and the [E7]constable was burning out his [Am]light
When [Am]lo our anchors wen[Dm]t down, barnacle bound
The [C]men were up and churning yes, and [E7]soon the square was burning to the [Am]ground
And [Dm]oh, the flames were as [E/E7]gold
I scowl at the [Am]angry [Dm]moon, I am [C]sick on myself, I'm a [E7]bum
What have I [Am]become? A drunken [Dm]maroon run [C]aground [E7]in this rotten [Am]town
[Am]It's been a fortnight or [Dm]two
The [C]mutineers are plotting 'gainst the [E7]captain as I'm rotting in the [Am]goo
The [Am]constable was set to drown while the shabby scabs that went to town
Were [Dm]reconnoitering with blades and guns
The [C]ale had started spilling yes, and [E7]soon the crew was killing [Am]everyone
And [Dm]oh, the streets burned with[E/E7] gold
But [Dm]oh, my bones were so[E/E7] cold
I scowl at the [Am]angry [Dm]moon, I am [C]sick on myself, I'm a [E7]bum
What have I [Am]become? A drunken [Dm]maroon run [C]aground [E7]in this rotten town
[Am]I stumbled down the harbor to the tavern on the square
And [Dm]heard a raucous ruckus as it rang
[C] [Dm]
[E7]Who were lost in song and this is what they [Am]sang
They sang, "[Am]Hey, heigh, yo, ho! [C]O'er the Atlantic we [E7]go!
[Am]Drinking till we all get sick and [Dm]coming up with limericks
But we [E7]never quite remember how they [Am]end
[Am]I can see my childhood [Dm]home, I [C]think of my dear old [E7]mum
What have I [Am]become?
Repeat the chorus and that's it!
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