Исполнитель: | The Dubliners (English) |
Пользователь: | Klaus Peter |
Длительность: | 130 секунд |
Начальная пауза: | 12 секунд |
Названия аккордов: | Не установлено |
Матерная: | |
Комментарии к подбору: | Нет |
The Old Man's Tale
Words by Ian Campbell, tune traditional ('Nicky Tams')
Sung by Ronnie Drew (who else could have done it better?)
D C D
1 At the turning of the century I was a boy of five
D C A
Me father went to fight the Boers and never came back alive.
D C A
Me mother was left to bring us up, no charity she'd seek,
D C D Dm
So she washed and scrubbed and scrapped along on seven and six a week.
D C D
2 When I was twelve I left the school and went to find a job
D C A
I took the royal shilling and went off to do my bit,
D C A
I lived on mud and tears and blood, three years or thereabouts
D C D Dm
Then I copped some gas in Flanders and got invalided out.
D C D
3 Well when the war was over and we'd settled with the Hun,
D C A
We got back into civvies and we thought the fighting done,
D C A
We'd won the right to live in peace but we didn't have such luck,
D C D Dm
For we found that we had to fight for the right to go to work.
D C D
4 In '26 the General Strike found me out in the streets,
D C A
Although I'd wife and kids by then and their needs I had to meet,
D C A
For a brave new world was coming and I taught them wrong from right,
D C D Dm
But Hitler was the lad who came and taught them how to fight.
D C D
5 My daughter was a landgirl, she got married to a Yank.
D C A
And they gave my son a medal for stopping one of Rommel's tanks.
D C A
He was wounded just before the end and he convalesced in Rome,
D C D Dm
He married an E-gyptien nurse,they never bothered to come home.
D C D
6 My daughter writes me once a month, a cheerful little note
D C A
About their colour telly and the other things they've got.
D C A
She's got a son, a likely lad; he's nearly twenty-one,
D C D Dm
And she tells me now they've called him up to fight in Vietnam.
D C D
7 We're living on the pension now, it doesn't go too far.
D C A
Not much to show for a life that seems like one long bloody war.
D C A
When you think of all the wasted lives it makes you want to cry.
D C spoken:
I'm not sure how to change things, but by Christ we'll have to try.