Chords for Awa' Whigs Awa'
Tempo:
94.5 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
Bm
F#m
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[A]
[D]
Her thristles are all flurry, shedding [Bm] bonnie bloomed roses, [D] But wigs came like a frost in June, and withered all her poses.
Ah wah wigs, ah wah, ah [G] wah wigs, ah wah, [D] You're just a pack o' treat, a loon's [G] your lady good at [D] all.
Her sad decaying church and state [F#m] surpasses my describing, [D] But wigs came out as like a curse, and withered me [Bm] thriving.
wah [D] wigs, ah wah, [G] ah wah wigs, ah wah, [D] You're just a pack o' treat, a loon's your lady good at all.
Ah wah wigs, ah wah, [G] ah wah wigs, ah wah, [D] You're just a pack o' treat, a loon's your lady good at all.
Doon the lough, the wigs o' fah, ah sit up some tea day, [G] And the crow, [D] the rain, the rooks o' blah, hey the wigs are in my d-day.
[D]
Her thristles are all flurry, shedding [Bm] bonnie bloomed roses, [D] But wigs came like a frost in June, and withered all her poses.
Ah wah wigs, ah wah, ah [G] wah wigs, ah wah, [D] You're just a pack o' treat, a loon's [G] your lady good at [D] all.
Her sad decaying church and state [F#m] surpasses my describing, [D] But wigs came out as like a curse, and withered me [Bm] thriving.
wah [D] wigs, ah wah, [G] ah wah wigs, ah wah, [D] You're just a pack o' treat, a loon's your lady good at all.
Ah wah wigs, ah wah, [G] ah wah wigs, ah wah, [D] You're just a pack o' treat, a loon's your lady good at all.
Doon the lough, the wigs o' fah, ah sit up some tea day, [G] And the crow, [D] the rain, the rooks o' blah, hey the wigs are in my d-day.
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G
Bm
F#m
A
D
G
Bm
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Her thristles are all flurry, shedding [Bm] bonnie bloomed roses, [D] But wigs came like a frost in June, and withered all her poses.
Ah wah wigs, ah wah, ah [G] wah wigs, ah wah, [D] You're just a pack o' treat, a loon's [G] your lady good at [D] all.
Her sad decaying church and state [F#m] surpasses my describing, [D] But wigs came out as like a curse, and withered me [Bm] thriving.
Ah wah [D] wigs, ah wah, [G] ah wah wigs, ah wah, [D] You're just a pack o' treat, a loon's your lady good at all.
Ah wah wigs, ah wah, [G] ah wah wigs, ah wah, [D] You're just a pack o' treat, a loon's your lady good at all.
Doon the lough, the wigs o' fah, ah sit up some tea day, [G] And the crow, [D] the rain, the rooks o' blah, hey the wigs are in my d-day.
Doon the lough, the wigs o' fah, ah sit up some tea day, [G] And the crow, the rain, the [D] rooks o' blah, hey the wigs are in my d-day.
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Her ancient crimson and her dusty [Bm] old bling, now we hear her sturette, [D] And writes her names in his black book, for he hid the wigs in her burrette.
Ah wah wigs, ah wah, [G] ah wah wigs, ah wah, [D] You're just a pack o' treat, a [G] loon's your lady good at [D] all.
Grim vengeance lying as ten on a nap, yet we must see him walking, God help the day when royal heaths are hunted like [Bm] a mocking.
Ah [D] wah wigs, ah wah, [G] ah wah wigs, ah wah, [D] You're just a pack o' treat, a loon's your lady _ _
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ [G] good at all.
Doon the lough, the wigs o' [D] fah, ah sit up some tea day, [G] And the crow, the rain, the rooks o' blah, hey the [D] wigs are in my d-day.
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[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Her thristles are all flurry, shedding [Bm] bonnie bloomed roses, [D] But wigs came like a frost in June, and withered all her poses.
Ah wah wigs, ah wah, ah [G] wah wigs, ah wah, [D] You're just a pack o' treat, a loon's [G] your lady good at [D] all.
Her sad decaying church and state [F#m] surpasses my describing, [D] But wigs came out as like a curse, and withered me [Bm] thriving.
Ah wah [D] wigs, ah wah, [G] ah wah wigs, ah wah, [D] You're just a pack o' treat, a loon's your lady good at all.
Ah wah wigs, ah wah, [G] ah wah wigs, ah wah, [D] You're just a pack o' treat, a loon's your lady good at all.
Doon the lough, the wigs o' fah, ah sit up some tea day, [G] And the crow, [D] the rain, the rooks o' blah, hey the wigs are in my d-day.
Doon the lough, the wigs o' fah, ah sit up some tea day, [G] And the crow, the rain, the [D] rooks o' blah, hey the wigs are in my d-day.
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Her ancient crimson and her dusty [Bm] old bling, now we hear her sturette, [D] And writes her names in his black book, for he hid the wigs in her burrette.
Ah wah wigs, ah wah, [G] ah wah wigs, ah wah, [D] You're just a pack o' treat, a [G] loon's your lady good at [D] all.
Grim vengeance lying as ten on a nap, yet we must see him walking, God help the day when royal heaths are hunted like [Bm] a mocking.
Ah [D] wah wigs, ah wah, [G] ah wah wigs, ah wah, [D] You're just a pack o' treat, a loon's your lady _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [G] good at all.
Doon the lough, the wigs o' [D] fah, ah sit up some tea day, [G] And the crow, the rain, the rooks o' blah, hey the [D] wigs are in my d-day.
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