Chords for Martin Simpson playing 'Never Any Good'

Tempo:
90.85 bpm
Chords used:

D

G

Bm

A

F#m

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Martin Simpson playing 'Never Any Good' chords
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[D] [A] [D] [A]
[G] [D] Well, you were never any good with money, you couldn't even hold a job.
[G] Not steady [D] enough for [Bm] the office, [D] not hard enough for the hard.
You would rather be riding your nort, going fishing with your split cane [G] rod.
You were never [D] any good with money, you couldn't even hold a job.
When your grammar school days were over, it was 1917.
[G] And you did the [D] right and [Bm] proper thing, [D] you were just eighteen.
You were never mentioned in dispatches, you never mentioned what you did or saw.
[G] You were [D] just another keen young man in [A] the mud and [D] stink of war.
And you were never any good with money, you couldn't even hold a job.
[G] Not [D] steady enough for the [Bm] office, [D] not hard enough for the hard.
You'd rather be singing the Pirate King or fishing with your split cane rod.
[G] You were never [A] any [D] good with [Bm] money, [D] you couldn't even hold a job.
And you came home from the Great War with the pips of a captain's rank
[G] and a German [D] officer's luger and no money in the bank.
Your family sent you down to coal mine to learn to be captain there.
[G] But you [D] didn't stand it [Bm] very long, you [D] needed the light in the air.
Oh, you were never any good with money, couldn't even hold a job.
[G] Not [D] steady enough for the [Bm] office, [F#m] not hard enough [D] for the hard.
You would rather be watching the fulmers fly or fishing with your split cane rod.
[G] You were never [Bm] any good with money, you [D] couldn't even hold a job.
So when the Second War came along, you knew what should be done.
[G] You would re [D]-enlist to teach [Bm] young men [F#m] the booby [G] trap [C#m] and the [D] gun.
And they sent you home to Yorkshire [G] with a crew and a [D] Lewis gun.
[G] So you could [D] save your seaside town from the bombers of the Hun.
And you were never any good with money, you couldn't even hold a job.
[G] Not steady [D] enough for the [Bm] office, not [D] hard enough for the hard.
You would rather be finding the night jars and as [G] the fishing with [D] your split cane [G] rod.
You were never any [Bm] good with money, [D] you couldn't even hold a job.
When my mother came to your door with [G] a baby in [D] her arms [G] and her [D] big hurt boy,
just nine [Bm] years old, [F#m] trying to [D] keep her [A] from [D] harm.
If you had been a practical man, you would have been [G] forewarned.
And you would have [D] seen that it never would work and I would have never been born.
[G] [D] [G]
[D] [Bm] [F#m] [G] [A] [D]
[G] [D]
There was no proper work in your seaside town, so we moved here looking for a job.
You were storming at the [Bm] power station [D] just before I came along.
And nobody talked about how you quit, but I know that's what you did.
My [G] mother [D] said you were a selfish man and I was your selfish kid.
You were never any good with money, you couldn't even hold a job.
[G] Not steady enough [D] for the [Bm] office, not [D] hard enough [A] for the [D] hard.
And your Norton kit was soon gone along with your split cane [G] rod.
You were never any good [D] with money, you couldn't even hold a job.
You showed me eye bright and the head young, speed [G] well [D] and travellers joy.
You showed me how to use [Bm] my eyes when [F#m] I was [D] just a boy.
And you taught me how to love a song [G] and all you knew of [D] nature's ways.
[G] These are the greatest [D] gifts I've ever known and I use them every day.
Oh, you were never any good with money, you couldn't even hold a job.
[G] Not [D] steady enough for the [Bm] office, maybe not [D] hard enough for the hard.
You'd rather be riding your Norton, [G] going [D] fishing with your split cane rod.
You [G] were never any good [Bm] with money, you [D] couldn't [A] even [D] hold a job.
[N]
It's been a real pleasure to play for you, thank you.
Key:  
D
1321
G
2131
Bm
13421112
A
1231
F#m
123111112
D
1321
G
2131
Bm
13421112
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[D] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ [D] _ [A] _
[G] _ [D] _ _ Well, you were never any good with money, you couldn't even hold a job.
[G] Not steady [D] enough for [Bm] the office, [D] not hard enough for the hard.
You would rather be riding your nort, going fishing with your split cane [G] rod.
You were never [D] any good with money, you couldn't even hold a job.
When your grammar school days were over, it was 1917.
[G] And you did the [D] right and [Bm] proper thing, [D] you were just eighteen.
You were never mentioned in dispatches, you never mentioned what you did or saw.
[G] You were [D] just another keen young man in [A] the mud and [D] stink of war.
And you were never any good with money, you couldn't even hold a job.
[G] Not [D] steady enough for the [Bm] office, [D] not hard enough for the hard.
You'd rather be singing the Pirate King or fishing with your split cane rod.
[G] You were never [A] any [D] good with [Bm] money, [D] you couldn't even hold a job.
And you came home from the Great War with the pips of a captain's rank
[G] and a German [D] officer's luger and no money in the bank.
Your family sent you down to coal mine to learn to be captain there.
[G] But you [D] didn't stand it [Bm] very long, you [D] needed the light in the air.
Oh, you were never any good with money, couldn't even hold a job.
[G] Not [D] steady enough for the [Bm] office, [F#m] not hard enough [D] for the hard.
You would rather be watching the fulmers fly or fishing with your split cane rod.
[G] You were never [Bm] any good with money, you [D] couldn't even hold a job.
So when the Second War came along, you knew what should be done.
[G] You would re [D]-enlist to teach [Bm] young men [F#m] the booby [G] trap [C#m] and the [D] gun.
And they sent you home to Yorkshire [G] with a crew and a [D] Lewis gun.
[G] So you could [D] save your seaside town from the bombers of the Hun.
And you were never any good with money, you couldn't even hold a job.
[G] Not steady [D] enough for the [Bm] office, not [D] hard enough for the hard.
You would rather be finding the night jars and as [G] the fishing with [D] your split cane [G] rod.
You were never any [Bm] good with money, [D] you couldn't even hold a job.
When my mother came to your door with [G] a baby in [D] her arms [G] and her [D] big hurt boy,
just nine [Bm] years old, [F#m] trying to [D] keep her [A] from [D] harm.
If you had been a practical man, you would have been _ [G] forewarned.
And you would have [D] seen that it never would work and I would have never been born. _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _
[D] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [F#m] _ [G] _ [A] _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
There was no proper work in your seaside town, so we moved here looking for a job.
You were storming at the [Bm] power station [D] just before I came along.
And nobody talked about how you quit, but I know that's what you did.
My [G] mother [D] said you were a selfish man and I was your selfish kid.
You were never any good with money, you couldn't even hold a job.
[G] Not steady enough [D] for the [Bm] office, not [D] hard enough [A] for the [D] hard.
And your Norton kit was soon gone along with your split cane [G] rod.
You were never any good [D] with money, you couldn't even hold a job.
You showed me eye bright and the head young, speed [G] well [D] and travellers joy.
You showed me how to use [Bm] my eyes when [F#m] I was [D] just a boy.
And you taught me how to love a song [G] and all you knew of [D] nature's ways.
[G] These are the greatest [D] gifts I've ever known and I use them every day.
Oh, you were never any good with money, you couldn't even hold a job.
[G] Not [D] steady enough for the [Bm] office, maybe not [D] hard enough for the hard.
You'd rather be riding your Norton, [G] going [D] fishing with your split cane rod.
You [G] were never any good [Bm] with money, you [D] couldn't [A] even [D] hold a job. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _
It's been a real pleasure to play for you, thank you. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

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