Chords for GEORGE FORMBY: It Serves Me Right (I Shouldn't have Joined)

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_ _ _ _ I used [Ab] to play this and [Eb] _ sing.
[Db] Oi, lads!
Here's a bloke here who [D] says he's an entertainer.
[Eb] Let's have a basinful and hurry up.
We've only got a few minutes to spare.
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Ever since the days of [Ab] old the navies ruled [Eb] the waves,
[Bb] For years they've told the world that Britain [Eb] never shall be slaves.
The navy still remembers [Ab] and you'll often hear them say,
[F] One else have told Napoleon upon [Bb] Trafalgar Day,
[Eb] It serves you right, you shouldn't have joined it, Jollywell serves [Bb] you right.
It serves you right, you shouldn't have joined, you might have been [Eb] sitting tight.
You might have been in Sivvy [F] Street instead of in the fight.
[Bb] It serves you right, you shouldn't have joined it, Jollywell serves you right.
[Ab] And it's no use [Eb] kicking up a row,
Because [F] you're nobody's [Bb] sweetheart now.
[Eb] You can weep and sigh and pipe your [F] eye, but still you're in the fight.
[Bb] It serves you right, you shouldn't have joined it, Jollywell serves [Eb] you right.
I wouldn't mind the navy if [Ab] the blinking ship [Eb] was still,
[Bb] It's all this bobbing up [Eb] and down that makes me feel so ill.
The sea's alright for sharks and [Ab] whales and things the like of that,
[F] But I'd rather stick my mauling pike in [Bb] Ilkley Moor bet at.
[Eb] It serves me right, I shouldn't have joined it, Jollywell serves [Bb] me right.
It serves me right, I shouldn't have joined, I might have been sitting tight.
[Eb] When I was cleaning windows [F] I would keep them nice and bright,
[Bb] But now I'm polishing portals, rubbing them up with [Eb] all me might.
[Ab] And it's no [Bb] use kicking [Eb] up a row,
Because [F] I'm nobody's sweetheart [Bb] now.
_ [Eb] One day up in the cross nest I [F] was feeling bright and gay,
Till [Bb] the captain shouted, don't come down we're taking the [Eb] ship away.
I used to be a chimney [Ab] sweep in dear old [Eb] Wigan town,
[Bb] I used to do the ladies [Eb] down the street for half a crown,
But now I don't get nothing [Ab] for the little jobs I do.
[F] I wish I wasn't wigging, sweeping Mrs [Bb] Jones's flue,
[Eb] It serves me right, I shouldn't have joined it, Jollywell serves [Bb] me right.
It serves me right, I shouldn't have joined, I might have been sitting tight.
[Eb] I thought in every port I'd get [F] a cuddle every night,
[Bb] But all I've done is cuddle a gun and work up an [Eb] appetite.
[Fm] And it's no use kicking [Eb] up a row,
Because [F] I'm nobody's sweetheart [Bb] _ now.
[Eb] There's a draught around me fore and [F] aft, me jumper's much too tight,
[Bb] I've got barnacles on me bin-dickle, and it Jollywell [Eb] serves me right.
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[Eb] It serves me right, I shouldn't have joined, it Jollywell [Bb] serves me right.
It serves me right, I shouldn't have joined, I might have been [Eb] sitting tight.
You can weep and sigh and pipe your [F] eye, but still you're in the fight.
[Bb] It serves me right, I shouldn't have joined, it Jollywell serves [Eb] me right.
A life [Ab] on the rolling sea, is not very good for me,
But [Bb] it serves me right, I shouldn't have joined, it Jollywell serves me right.
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