Chords for Arthur McBride

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[F#]
[B] When me and me cousin were [E] arthamite bride, [A] And we went a-walkin' down [F#] by [A] the seaside,
[B]
Now my foot followed, [E] and walked it tight, For it bein' on Christmas [F#] morning.
[B] When for a creation we [E] went on a tramp, [A] And we met Sergeant Napper, [F#] and [A] Corporal Pham,
[E] And little wee [B] drummer, intending to camp For the day bein' pleasant and charming.
[F#] [B]
When good morning, good morning, [E] the sergeant did cry, [A] And the safety [F#] gentleman we [A] did advise,
[E] [B] Intending no trouble, but just a pamphlet, For it bein' on Christmas morning.
[F#m]
[B] But what's to see, my frump fellows, if you'll enlist?
It's ten [A] guineas in gold, I [F#] was [A] slippin' fits, And [E] a crown in the [B] bargain,
[E] For to kick up the dust, And drink the king's health in [B] the morning.
[A] [F#] [B]
For a soldier he [E] leads a very fine life, [A] And he always is blessed [F#] with a charming young [A] wife,
[C#] And he pays all his debts [B] without sorrow or strife, [E] And always lives pleasant and [B] charming.
And a soldier he always [E] is decent and clean, [A] In the finest of [E] clothing [F#] he's constantly [A] seen.
[E] While other poor [B] fellows go [E] dirty and mean, And supper and thin groan in [B] the morning.
[F#] [B] Well, Sirs Arthur, I wouldn't be [E] proud of your clothes, For [A] you've only the [E] length of them, [F#] as [A] I suppose,
And [B] you dare not change them.
[E] One night, for you know, if you do, you'll be flogged in [B] the morning.
Although that we are single and free, [A] Yes, we take great [B] delight [F#] in our own [A] company.
We have [B] no desire for [E] strange places to see, Although that your offers are [B]
charming.
And we have no desire to take your advice, [A] Of hazards and [B] dangers [F#] we've heard you've [A] shown.
We would have no chance, for [B] you'd have no scruples, But to send us to France where we would get shot without warning.
[F#]
[B] Oh, now, says the sergeant, I'll have no such chat, And [A] I neither will [E] take it [F#m] from spouting old [A] brat.
[E] For if you [B] insult me with one other word, I'll cut off your head in the morning.
So, Arthur and I, we soon drew our hearts, [A] And we scarce gave them [B] time [F#] for to draw their own [A] blades.
But [B] a trusty chalet came over their heads, And bade them take that as fair warning.
[F#]
[B] And their old rusty rake used their hand by their sides, And [A] we flogged them as far [E] as we [F#] could in the tide.
[A]
Now, take [B] them out, devils!
cried Arthur McBride, Temporary chamber-in.
And little we'd rubber, we flattened it, pal, [A] And we made a [E] football of [F#] the rowdy [A] dow-dah.
[E]
Threw it [B] in the tide, put a rock and a roll, And bade it its seed it returning.
[F#] [B] And we having no money, paid them off in cracks, [A] And we paid no [E] respect [F#] to their true [A] bloody backs.
[E] For we lathered them [B] there like a pair of wet sacks, And left them for dead in the morning.
So, to conclude, and to finish dispute, We [A] obliged in the act, [E] [F#m] but they wanted recruits.
[A] [E] For we were [B] the lads who would give them hard clouts, And bid them look sharp in the morning.
[F#]
[B] And they, me cousin, one of the McBride, [A] As we went a [E]-walking [F#] down by the [A] sea-side.
[E] Now, Mark [B] McFaddle, [E] what did the tide for being on Christmas [B]
morning?
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] When me and me cousin were [E] arthamite bride, _ [A] And we went a-walkin' down [F#] by [A] the seaside,
_ [B] _
Now my foot followed, [E] _ and walked it tight, For it bein' on Christmas _ [F#] morning.
_ _ _ [B] When for a creation we [E] went on a tramp, _ [A] And we met Sergeant Napper, _ [F#] and [A] Corporal Pham, _
[E] And little wee [B] drummer, _ _ intending to camp For the day bein' pleasant and _ charming. _ _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [B]
When good morning, good morning, [E] the sergeant did cry, _ [A] And the safety [F#] gentleman we [A] did advise, _
[E] _ _ [B] Intending no trouble, _ _ but just a pamphlet, For it bein' on Christmas _ morning.
[F#m] _ _
[B] But what's to see, my frump fellows, if you'll enlist?
It's ten [A] guineas in gold, I [F#] was [A] slippin' fits, And [E] a crown in the [B] bargain,
[E] For to kick up the dust, _ And drink the king's health in [B] the _ morning. _ _ _
[A] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ [B]
For a soldier he [E] leads a very fine life, [A] And he always is blessed [F#] with a charming young [A] wife, _
[C#] And he pays all his debts [B] without sorrow or strife, [E] And always lives pleasant and [B] _ charming.
_ _ And a soldier he always [E] is decent and clean, [A] In the finest of [E] clothing [F#] he's constantly [A] seen.
_ [E] While other poor [B] fellows go [E] dirty and mean, And supper and thin groan in [B] the _ morning. _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [B] Well, Sirs Arthur, I wouldn't be [E] proud of your clothes, For [A] you've only the [E] length of them, [F#] _ as [A] I suppose,
And [B] you dare not change them.
_ [E] One night, for you know, if you do, you'll be flogged in [B] the morning.
_ _ Although that we are single and free, _ [A] Yes, we take great [B] delight [F#] in our own [A] company.
_ We have [B] no desire for [E] strange places to see, _ Although that your offers are [B] _
charming.
_ _ And we have no desire to take your advice, _ [A] Of _ hazards and [B] dangers [F#] we've heard you've [A] shown.
We would have no chance, for [B] you'd have no scruples, But to send us to France where we would get shot without _ _ warning.
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ _ [B] Oh, now, says the sergeant, I'll have no such chat, _ And [A] I neither will [E] take it [F#m] from spouting old [A] brat.
_ [E] For if you [B] insult me with one other word, _ I'll cut off your head in the _ morning. _
So, Arthur and I, we soon drew our hearts, [A] And we scarce gave them [B] time [F#] for to draw their own [A] blades.
But [B] a trusty chalet _ came over their heads, _ And bade them take that as fair warning. _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
[B] And their old rusty rake used their hand by their sides, And [A] we flogged them as far [E] as we [F#] could in the tide.
[A] _
Now, take [B] them out, devils!
_ cried Arthur _ McBride, _ _ _ Temporary _ chamber-in. _ _
And little we'd rubber, we flattened it, pal, _ _ [A] And we made a [E] football of [F#] the rowdy [A] dow-dah.
_ _ [E]
Threw it [B] in the tide, put a rock and a roll, _ And bade it its seed it _ returning. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [B] And we having no money, paid them off in cracks, _ [A] And we paid no [E] respect [F#] to their true [A] bloody backs.
[E] For we lathered them [B] there _ like a pair of wet sacks, And left them for dead in the morning.
_ _ So, to conclude, and to finish dispute, We [A] obliged in the act, [E] _ [F#m] but they wanted recruits.
[A] _ _ [E] For we were [B] the lads who would give them hard clouts, _ And bid them look sharp in the _ _ morning.
_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ [B] And they, me cousin, _ one of the _ McBride, _ [A] As we went a [E]-walking [F#] down by the [A] sea-side.
_ _ [E] _ Now, Mark [B] McFaddle, _ [E] _ what did the tide for being on Christmas _ [B] _
morning? _ _ _ _ _ _