Capo 5th fret

Standard (EADGBE)

[xx0235]

[320005]

[xx0233]

[x32013]

Intro

We had no way of staying afloat

We had to leave on the ferry boat

Economic refugees

On the run to germany

 We had the back of maggie's hand

 Times were tough in geordieland

 We got wor tools and working gear

And humped it all from newcastle to here

 Why aye man, why aye, why aye man

 Why aye man, why aye, why aye man

 Why aye man, why aye, why aye man

 Why aye man, why aye man

We're the nomad tribes, travelling boys

In the dust and dirt and the racket and the noise

Drills and hammers, diggers and picks

Mixing concrete, laying bricks

 There's english, irish, scots, the lot

 United nation's what we've got

  (])

Brickies, chippies, every trade

German building, british-made

 Why aye man, why aye, why aye man

 Why aye man, why aye, why aye man

 Why aye man, why aye, why aye man

 Why aye man, why aye man

 Nae more work on maggie's farm

 Hadaway down the autobahn

 Mine's a portacabin bed

 Or a bunk in a nissen hut instead

There's plenty deutschmarks here to earn

And german tarts are wunderschoen

German beer is chemical-free

Germany's alreet with me

 Sometimes I miss my river tyne

 But you're my pretty fraulein

 Tonight we'll drink the old town dry

Keep wor spirit levels high

 Why aye man, why aye, why aye man

 Why aye man, why aye, why aye man

 Why aye man, why aye, why aye man

 Why aye man, why aye man

 Sometimes I miss my river tyne

 But you're my pretty fraulein

 Tonight we'll drink the old town dry

 Keep wor spirit levels high

 Sometimes I miss my river tyne

 But you're my pretty fraulein

 Tonight we'll drink the old town dry

 Keep wor spirit levels high

Chords:

[xx0230]

[x02200]

Intro

 The freaks'll stay together

 They're a tight old crew

 You look at them

 And they look at you

I love the ballyhoo girl

 But she don't care

 It's hard to find love anywhere

 Hard to find love anywhere

 The professor is the talker

 He's the talking man

 And if he can't clean a midway

 Nobody can

He'll get the tip on in

 From the midway mud

 You gotta have the sawdust in the blood

 Gotta have the sawdust in the blood

 See the pig-faced man and the monkey girl

 Come see the big fat lady

 'Gator slim with the alligator skin

 Come see the devil baby

 Springer is the talker

 He's the talking man

 He's got the whole studio

 Eating out of his hand

You can be on too

 With the nuts and the geeks

 Call 1-800-ima frek

1-800-ima frek

 See the pig-faced man and the monkey girl

 Come see the big fat lady

 'Gator slim with the alligator skin

 Come see the devil baby

 See the pig-faced man and the monkey girl

 Come see the big fat lady

 'Gator slim with the alligator skin

 Come see the devil baby

Chords:

[x32030]

[xx0230]

Intro

I'm going into tow law

 For what I need

 Chain for the ripsaw

 Killer for the weed

 The dog's at the back door

 Leave him be

 Don't feed him jack

 And don't wait up for me

 Going into tow law

 To fuel my fire

 Shells for the twelve

 And razor wire

 The dog's at the back door

 Leave him be

 Don't do jack

 And don't wait up for me

  С

So bad

  С

So bad

С

So bad

 So bad

 I'm going into tow law

 To have my fun

 Don't get me wrong

 You were the only one

 Behind my back lord

 You made a fool of me

 Don't do jack

 And don't wait up for me

  С

So bad

 So bad

С

So bad

 So bad

Chords:

[020100]

[x32000]

Intro

 This empty kitchen's where

 I'd while away the hours

 Just next to my old chair

 You'd usually have some flowers

 The shelves of books

 Even the picture hooks

 Everything is gone

 But my heart is hanging on

 If this old neighbourhood

 Survived us both alright

 Don't know that it withstood

 All the things that took our light

 You on the stair

 I can see you there

 Everything is gone

 But my heart is hanging on

Once there was a little girl

 Used to wonder what she would be

 Went out into the big wide world

 Now she's just a memory

 There used to be a little school here

 Where I learned to write my name

 But time has been a little cruel here

 Time has no shame

 It's just a place where

 We used to live

 It's just a place where

 We used to live

Now in another town

You lead another life

And now upstairs and down

You're someone else's wife

Here in the dust

There's not a trace of us

Everything is gone

But my heart is hanging on

It's just a place where

We used to live

It's just a place where

We used to live

Chords:

[x3200x]

[x4232x]

Intro

 | | | | Lick2

 You got your toecaps reinforced with steel

  Lick1 ( )

Hard-wearing sole and heel

 Make those tired feet feel like new

 Take your pick, black or Brown

  Lick1 ( )

Great for the country or the man in town

 You're gonna need a quality shoe

 You don't want no stand-by pair

  Lick1 ( )

'Cos these'll take the wear and tear

 Made to take good care of you

 For that trip by road or rail

  Lick1 ( )

For extra grip on those rocky trails

  Lick3 ( )

You're gonna need a quality shoe

 Now they maybe ain't too hot for dancing

 But I don't foresee too much of that

 You ain't exactly gonna be prancing

 Around in the moonlight

 With a cane and a top hat

If you could use a change of pace

And be excused from the rat race

Just take a look at what's on view

Lace 'em up, walk around

I guarantee you can't wear 'em down

You're gonna need a quality shoe

Now I wish you sunny skies

And happiness wherever you may go

But you got to realise

There'll be wind, there'll be rain

And occasional snow

You're gonna want to smile in them

If you're gonna walk a mile in them

There'll be times when you'll be blue

To laugh at rainy days and then

Make your getaways in them

You're gonna need a quality shoe

You got your toecaps reinforced with steel

Hard-wearing sole and heel

Make those tired feet feel like new

Take your pick, black or Brown

Great for the country or the man in town

You're gonna need a quality shoe

Chords:

[x355xx]

(no3) [133xxx]

(No3) [x335xx]

Intro

Come drive me down to the central station

I hate to leave my river tyne

For some damn town that's god-forsaken

Fare thee well, northumberland

 Although i'll go where the lady takes me

 She'll never tell what's in her hand

 I do not know what fate awaits me

 Fare thee well, northumberland

 My heart beats for my streets and alleys

 Longs to dwell in the borderlands

The north-east shore and the river valleys

 Fare thee well, northumberland

I may not stay, i'm bound for leaving

I'm bound to ramble and to roam

I only say my heart is grieving

I would not gamble on my coming home

Roll on, geordie boy, roll

Roll on, geordie boy, roll

Roll on, geordie boy, roll

Roll on, geordie boy, roll

So drive me down to the central station

I hate to leave my river tyne

For some damn town that's god-forsaken

Goodbye old friend of mine

Although i'll go where the lady takes me

She'll never tell what's in her hand

I do not know what fate awaits me

Fare thee well, northumberland

So roll on, geordie boy, roll

Roll on, geordie boy, roll

Roll on, geordie boy, roll

Roll on, geordie boy, roll

Chords:

[00023x]

[x3003x]

[5x003x]

[3x001x]

[x02010]

Intro

 Roll out here mister

 If you need a lttle rest

 Roll out here mister

 If you need a lttle rest

 Lay me down in marbletown

 A bone yard is the best

There was a bad bull on the railroad

Tried to put me off his train

Lay me down in marbletown

'Til the coast is clear again

  Ssus2

I can hear them a- hollerin'

'We got a man down here

We got a man down'

I'm gonna flip me a cannonball

That won't stop for anyone

Lay me down in marbletown

Wait 'til morning comes

I'm gonna roll out here in the tombstones

Wait here on my train

Lay me down in marbletown

I hope that it don't rain

And I can still hear them hollerin

''We got a man down here

We got a man down'

Roll out here mister

If you need a little rest

Lay me down in marbletown

A bone yard is the best

Chords:

[xx032x]

[xx053x]

[xx043x]

(No3) [xx021x]

Intro

What do you know about the hammer and the spike

What do you know about the farm

You don't know

You don't know what it's like

Because you don't know

You don't know you're born

What do you know about the hammer and the chisel

You only know the kitchen and the warm

You don't know about the night shift whistle

Punching the clock to the horn

Because you don't know

You don't know you're born

 You don't know

 You don't know you're born

 You don't know

 You don't know you're born

 You don't know

 You don't know you're born

 You don't know

 You don't know you're born

What do you know about the hammer and the nails

Know about the thistles and the thorns

What do you know about the road and the rails

Your heart so weary and your hands all worn

Your hands so weary and your heart all torn

And you don't know

You don't know you're born

Chords:

Intro

Look at me coyote

Don't let a little road dust put you off

You can't judge a book

Well you know that stuff

There's a tear in my upholstery

And a hole in my shoe

But don't you just wish that you could

Make half of the speed I do

 Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do

You can't catch me coyote

Though there may be blood on the tracks

There may be some bridges burning

Behind our backs

But I got my laundry on the backseat

And an itinerary too

And don't you just wish that you could

Make half of the speed I do

Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do

Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do

Now I'm a speck on your horizon

Getting smaller fast

An ambush wouldn't be surprising

I hope it's better than your last

Once again the roadrunner

Leaves the coyote in the dirt

You've got another plan of action

But we all know it ain't never gonna work

It must be hard having dog dreams

That never come true

And don't you just wish that you could

Make half of the speed I do

Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do

Speed I do, speed I do, speed I do

Chords:

[x2210x]

[x0220x]

[4x210x]

[2x222x]

[x0465x]

[x0455x]

/5- [6x665x]

/5- [6x675x]

[6x565x]

[x3221x]

Intro

 When Jack Frost came for Christmas

 With a brass monkey date

 The rail-king and the scarecrow

 Hopped a Florida freight

 And they blew on their paper cups

 And stared through the steam

 Then they drank half a bottle

 Of Ragpicker's Dream where

 The whiskey keeps following

 Cold pitchers of beer

Me and my associate

 Like the clientele here get

 The onions and the 'taters

 Rib-eyes on the grill

 Toothpicks and luckies

 And a coffee refill

 As the rail-king lay rocking

 He was leaving the ground

 Then he was flying like Santa Claus

 Over the town where

 He came to the window

 Of a house by a stream

 It was a family Christmas

 In the Ragpicker's Dream there

 Were kids at the table

 All aglow in the light

 Music in the wintertime

 Sure carries at night there

 Was turkey and gravy

/5-

Pie and ice cream

 And gifts for each and everyone

 In the Ragpicker's Dream where

 The red-eye keeps tumbling

 In our glasses of beer

Me and my associate

 Like the service in here there's

 A ten for your trouble

 You have beautiful hair

 Make the last one two doubles

 It's a cold one out there where

 The scarecrow and the rail-king

 Have started to dance

 But a nightstick and a billyclub

 Won't give peace a chance here

 I think they went thataways

A#m7/5-

Your song and dance team

 Heading home for the holidays

 With the Ragpicker's Dream on

 His knees like a fighter

 The rail-riding king

 Like a sack of potatoes

 Like a bull in the ring where

 The scarecrow falls over

/5-

With a tear in the seam

 Home for the rover

 In the Ragpicker's Dream where

 The red-eye keeps tumbling

 Like tears in our beer

Me and my associate

 Like the ambience here where

 They cornered two castaways

 In a white flashlight beam

 Merry Christmas and happy days

 In the Ragpicker's Dream

Chords:

/5- [x4565x]

Intro

Oh, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's gone

 When he's gone

 Yeah, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's gone

 When he's gone

 Daddy's gone down that gallatin road

/5-

The hen never laid and the corn never growed

Oh, you're gonna miss your daddy when he's gone

Oh, I'd rather have a dollar than a dime

 Than a dime

 Yeah, I'd rather have a dollar than a dime

 Than a dime

 Daddy's gone down that crossville track

/5-

If he can't make a dollar then he ain't comin' back

Oh, I'd rather have a dollar than a dime

Oh, you better love your daddy while you can

While you can

Yeah, you better love your daddy while you can

While you can

Daddy's gone south on the natchez trace

If the can't show the money then he don't show his face

Oh, you'd better love your daddy while you can

Oh, your daddy's gone to knoxville now

Knoxville now

Yeah, your daddy's gone to knoxville now

Knoxville now

Daddy's gone down that knoxville road

The dog never barked and the cock never crowed

Oh, your daddy's gone to knoxville now

E [076455] or [022100]

E7M [076445] or [021100]

 Everything was in there

 That you'd want to see

 Corned beef and onions

 And true love

 Turnips and tinned tomatoes

 Parsnips and a few potatoes

A couple extra blessings

 From above

 Now this here mingle-mangle

 Was my best one yet

 A big old bad goulash

 Worth waiting for

 And i'm just about to dip my can

 Taste some brotherhood of man

 When I get a feeling

 That there's a flaw

 Who put old pigweed

 In the mulligan

 Was it you

Who put old pigweed

 In the mulligan stew

 I close my eyes

 For just a minute

 What do you do

 Who put old pigweed

 In the mulligan stew

 In the mulligan

 In the mulligan

 In the mulligan stew

You won't find self-improvement or philosophy

In a dumpster sitting by

The kitchen door

There's plenty leek and humble pie

Ain't too much ham on rye

Sometimes I wonder

What i'm looking for

But a spoonful of forgiveness

Goes a long, long way

And we all should do our best

To get along

Add a pinch of kindness crumbling

To your loving dumpling

Okra for thickening

When something's wrong

But who put old pigweed

In the mulligan

Was it you

Who put old pigweed

In the mulligan stew

I close my eyes

For just a minute

What do you do

Who put old pigweed

In the mulligan stew