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

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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