Pogues - Body Of An American Chords

 
         
         
         
         
         
X
3
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
1
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
X
3
4
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3

12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
2
4
3
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
2
1
1
8 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
4
3
1
1
1
X

10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
4
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
1
3
4
2
1
1
         
         
         
         
         
2
1
3
4
3 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
3
2
1
1
5 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
X
1
3
4
3
7 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
4
3
1
2
1

10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
2
3
4
X
10 fr
         
         
         
         
         
X
1
3
3
3
1
12 fr
         
         
         
         
         
3
2
1
1
1
4
No chord
Standard guitar tuning:
E
A
D
G
B
E
No capo

Intro

e|=0====0=1=3==1=0=3=1=0=3=5=3====12=10=8====0=1=0=1=3=5=3==== e|=8=10=12==10=12=13==11=13=15==13==15=15=13=12=10== The Ccadillac stood Fby the house and the CYanks they were within And Cthe tinker boys they Fhissed advice 'Hot Cwire her with a Gpin' We Cturned and shook as we Fhad a look in the Croom where the dead man Glay So Cbig Jim Dwyer made Fhis last Ctrip to the shores where his Ffathers Claid CFifteen minutes later we had Four first taste of Cwhiskey CThere was uncles giving lectures on Fancient Irish Ghistory FThe men all started telling jokes and the Cwomen they got Gfrisky At Cfive o' clock in the evening every Fbastard there was Gpisskey Fare thee Cwell going aGway there's nothing left to Csay FareFwell to New York City boys to CBoston and GP A He Ftook them out will a well-aimed clout he was Coften heard to Gsay I'm a Cfree born Fman of the GU.S.CA. He fought the champ in Pittsburgh and he slashed him to the ground He took on Tiny tartanella and it only went one round He never had no time for red, for drink, or dice or whores And he never threw a fight when the fight was right So they sent him to the war Fare thee well going away there's nothing left to say With a slainte Joe and Erin go my love's in Amerikay The calling of the rosary Spanish wine from far away I'm a free born man of the U.S.A.

Bridge

C C F C F C C C G G G G

This morning on the harbour when I said goodbye to you I remember how I swore that I'd come back to you one day And as the sunset came to meet the evening on the hill I told you I'd always love you, I always did, I always will Fare thee well going away there's nothing left to say 'cept to say adieu to your eyes as blue as the water in the bay And to big Jim Dwyer the man of wire who was often heard to say I'm a free born man of the U.S.A. A free born man of the U.S.A. A free born man of the U.S.A.